And a premise that could have had some ripped-from-the-headlines resonance related to military PTSD and the administrative systems failing our men and women - but mostly men here - in uniform is wasted. So Courtney is wasted and Kole is wasted and Pardo is wasted and Sean Gunn is wasted. Or perhaps his greatest adversary is his own brain, because Reece is experiencing hallucinations and dissociative episodes that could make him a danger to himself and others.Ī thing written in my Terminal List notes that has rarely been uttered by any critic of any media: “This is a real waste of Jai Courtney.”Ĭourtney is playing a tech mogul with a strange military fetish that isn’t explained, because despite the layers of episodic blubber to which Amazon demanded zero apparent flensing - not only is The Terminal List eight episodes, but those episodes are all 50+ minutes - rather than using the time to bring any characters to life, creator David DiGilio has structured the show as almost a video game of level bosses. Soon, Reece is on the run helped by his SEAL-turned-CIA buddy Ben (Taylor Kitsch) and pursued by an online journalist (Constance Wu’s Katie), who could be an adversary or an ally.Īt various points, Reece’s other potential adversaries might or might not include a dogged NCIS officer (Warren Kole’s Holder), a dogged FBI agent (JD Pardo’s Tony), a dogged venture capitalist (Jai Courtney’s Steven), the dogged Secretary of Defense (Jeanne Tripplehorn) and more. Reece returns to San Diego grieving for his men and anxious to get answers, but the more leads he follows, the more danger he’s about to put his wife (Riley Keough) and other loved ones in. Reece is a Navy SEAL commander, and in the series’ opening scene, his platoon is sent on a mission that goes very, very wrong. The Terminal List was adapted from the first of five Jack Carr novels built around the character of James Reece (Pratt). It should then go without saying that of course there will be an audience for The Terminal List. It’s the entertainment equivalent of a charred hockey puck, with the same limited range of flavor and aesthetics. The Terminal List is all beef, all muscular stringy beef - and, at eight hours for a book that easily could have been adapted in two hours, it’s been left on the grill for so long that the result is dry and tasteless. There’s no more draining or siphoning of personality trains and levity that could possibly occur going forward. On the bright side, there’s nowhere Pratt’s career can go after Amazon’s new drama The Terminal List. Russo Bros., Millie Bobby Brown and Netflix Reteam for 'The Electric State'Ĭhris Pratt Clarifies Views: "I'm Not a Religious Person" This Week in TV: 'Stranger Things' (Again), 'The Terminal List,' Fireworks Pratt’s Jurassic Park movies aren’t completely without mirth, but his aura has been so drained of those distinctive elements that almost anybody could have played whatever his character’s name is. Whatever the right fat-to-beef ratio was, Pratt found it in the Guardians of the Galaxy movies, blending convincing action chops and enough jocular charm to carry a loopy premise in a way that few other actors could have. An amateur thinks, “Less fat is more meat and therefore must be better,” while the expert knows that fat equals juiciness and unless you enjoy a dry, beefy burger - and some do - the key is finding the right ratio.Ĭhris Pratt has been figuratively (and literally) fiddling with his professional fat percentages for over a decade as he’s been making the career transition from likable TV comic foil with unexpectedly strong bone structure to increasingly generic leading man. Though the true experts might tinker with cuts of meat in different combinations, a good starting position is with fat percentages. Your basic weekend BBQ griller might just grab the nearest package of ground beef at the grocery store, but somebody with high culinary aspirations obsesses over proportions.
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