The season finale of Psych Wednesday night satisfied my itch, and encapsulated some of the show’s best aspects. James Roday and Dule Hill ping-ponged off one another brilliantly, with Roday’s Shawn Spencer matching wits with the deadly Mr. Yin in the conclusion of the excellent Yin-Yang trilogy.
But there were some serious disappointments to the episode, too. Spoilers follow, so the rest of this post is beneath the jump.
OK, so I knew Mena Suvari was in on it from the moment she came on-screen. She didn’t exactly sell the story that she was innocent that well, and there wasn’t anything besides her blindfold walk to make viewers even doubt her involvement. And the whole standoff between Yin and Shawn was anticlimactic at best after the first two Hitchcock-inspired episodes. “An Evening with Mr. Yang” was freaky, and “Mr. Yin Presents” was downright terrifying at times. This episode lacked the heightened level of fear that the previous episodes had, and it also wasn’t laugh-out-loud funny like the first two. But it did contain one of the most heartwarming moments in the series between Shawn and Gus, and that was well worth it.
The best detective show on television this year was undoubtedly the BBC’s sensational miniseries Sherlock, putting the great Mr. Holmes in modern times. Stars Martin Freeman (Dr. John Watson) and Benedict Cumberbatch (Holmes) (Yes, that’s his real name) bring the characters to life without seeming trite, a tall task when both have been played so many times. It may have lacked the big bang visuals of the current Guy Ritchie film adaptations (and the big-name stars, too), but the acting and tense plotlines help the show develop into a stunner. It doesn’t hurt that the three-episode run gave us two of the most chilling villains I’ve ever witnessed on TV (I won’t ruin ANY of the fun by telling you who they are). It’s dark, creepy and atmospheric, and well worth watching on Netflix or any other means available to you. Do it, and do it soon.