
TV #37 of 2021:
The Americans, season 2
A second fantastic run of this spy-drama period piece, this one built largely for considering its central couple as parents — struggling to keep their kids safe and raised with like-minded ideals as any of us would, but with the extra tensions that necessarily stem from their secret life as deep-cover Russian operatives. Henry is still a bit of a nonentity at this point, but Paige is beginning to sense that something doesn’t add up about her folks, and although her exact suspicions are wildly off-base for now, her questioning simultaneously adds complications to the agents’ regular missions and exposes a growing rift in their family, shattering my heart a little in the process.
I often think of this show together with Dexter and Breaking Bad, two series likewise structured around a criminal element with a close associate unwittingly investigating them. This is a tad simplistic, but I’d argue that one of those titles presents its protagonist as moral and the other as immoral, with narratives that encourage audiences to cheer for Dexter Morgan yet revile Walter White respectively. As the third panel of that triptych, The Americans is typically amoral, not casting judgment on the Jennings duo for the worthiness of their larger enterprise one way or another, but content to get us invested more in their personal relationships and frustrations with the distant superiors who lack their on-the-ground expertise / bias. From that studied neutrality, we can root for our heroes without even caring whether the U.S. or the Soviet Union is occupying the superior ideological position and therefore should win the Cold War.
The focus on their daughter — not to mention the surrogate children like Jared and Lucia circling about this season — offsets that dynamic, to some extent. Stan Beeman’s pursuit of the Directorate S. figures under his nose is generally a cold angle in the script; we rarely feel that he’s particularly justified to catch his perps in the same way that Hank Schrader is, but he’s also not the sort of clownish oaf who deserves to be outsmarted by the Miami Metro Police Department’s resident serial killer. That amorality lets us support Stan as a separate hero in his own right, and it lends itself well to the conflicts with Nina that touch on our main characters less directly. But it’s a different story now with Paige, who has a shining authenticity of purpose alongside her stubborn teenage pride. With her aligning with the FBI as a force looking closely at her mother and father’s activity, it’s suddenly not so easy to automatically side with Philip and Elizabeth ourselves.
I love how this program is able to bring out such thematic depths in its storytelling, and while the plot itself can sometimes seem a bit slow-paced and repetitive, it’s fun to both watch the thrilling espionage antics in the moment and ponder the bigger picture as the credits roll. This year is a solid improvement over an already-strong debut, and I can’t wait to see how matters escalate further from here.
[Content warning for gun violence and rape.]
★★★★☆








