
TV #19 of 2020:
Better Call Saul, season 5
This is not my favorite run of the Breaking Bad prequel, but it remains a meticulous character study punctuated by electrifying moments of sheer audacity. (I’m not sure I breathed once during the last scene of episode nine, I was so edge.) Everyone this year feels increasingly boxed in by their particular circumstances, and when they do try to break free, they inevitably end up getting smacked down hard by reality. That’s certainly befitting the closing chapters of a prelude to a tragedy, and I’m on tenterhooks to see how everything resolves — especially those enigmatic flash-forwards to life after Albuquerque, and the ultimate fate of original characters like Kim and Nacho — whenever the final season arrives.
The protagonist’s long-delayed embrace of his callous Saul Goodman persona carries the predictable ups and downs, but I think I want just a little more of that traditional Slippin’ Jimmy scheming than is on display here, and less of whatever the writers are doing with Howard Hamlin. Overall this is a somewhat slower stage of the story, and while I trust that it’s setting up for proper fireworks ahead, the here and now feels a tad shortchanged in service of what’s to come. That’s not enough to sink the effort completely, but it’s a little unsatisfying compared to this series at its best.
★★★★☆








