Last night’s episode of Desperate Housewives was yet another great episode of the best show on television, but after watching a lot of the Season One DVD set almost all day, I started to realize a few things that this season is lacking.
First of all, there aren’t enough secrets. The first season every housewife had at least one secret. Bree’s marriage was falling apart, and her son killed Carlos’ mother while drunk driving and revealed he is gay (or at least attracted to men), Susan accidentally burned down Edie’s house, Gabrielle was having an affair, and Lynette was addicted to Ritalin, stealing nannies, and messing with Tom’s job behind his back. Not to mention the big secret that tied all of the characters together and made the show whole (and really, what kept people tuning in each week) was the Mary-Alice storyline of trying to figure out why she killed herself and who was black-mailing her. Everything was so perfectly well-crafted–almost like a screenplay.
The secrets are what drive Wisteria Lane, they drive the show. Because like Marc Cherry said, as opposed to Sex and the City where the group of friends tell each other everything, this show is centered around what four friends don’t tell each other. This season, the secrets aren’t as good.
First of all, we’ve got the Applewhite story which was revealed to the audience nearly half-way through the season in comparison to the Mary-Alice story which we didn’t even find out the answer to until the very last episode. Once we found out who was in the basement and why, the storyline died. It sparks interest everytime the women of Wisteria Lane get closer to finding out what’s going on, but it isn’t as interesting to see them figure out when we already have figured it out ourselves.
You’ve got Bree, who other than the fact that her son likes guys, doesn’t have many secrets anymore. You’ve got Susan who has no secrets at all now that Mike knows she sent Zach to Utah (which was completely out of character, by the way–Susan doesn’t intentionally do things wrong, if she’s done something bad it’s by accident). You’ve got Lynette who has no secrets at all, and then you’ve got Gabrielle who basically has served as a flighty comedic story for most of the season, despite her miscarriage.
Where’s the juice? Where’s the fire? Where’s the desperation? These Housewives are not desperate enough, Marc Cherry. Raise the stakes.
Another thing. There needs to be more use of suburbia. This season there hasn’t been enough desperate, but we’re also missing a little bit of Housewives too. What are the family dinners like at the Van De Kamp home now? What’s going on at the kids’ schools? Why have we hardly seen Lynette’s kids this season? And why have we still yet to see Edie’s 6 year old son?
One more thing before I go. Okay, look at the cast of this show. You have Eva Longoria, Marcia Cross, Felicity Huffman, and looking better than ever Teri Hatcher. These are all “desperate housewives”, yes, but they are all sizzling hot. Realistic? No. But that’s why its television, that’s why its Desperate Housewives. So when it’s time to not just add a new supporting character but actually add a new housewife to the mix, why then is the choice Alfre Woodard? Woodard, though a great actress, doesn’t quite fit in on Wisteria Lane. Mehcad Brooks, Betty Applewhite’s son, fits right in, and gives us the eye candy that got ripped away from us in Jesse Metcalfe. But c’mon Marc Cherry. Alfre Woodard? Why not add some more sizzle and spice to Wisteria Lane (and much better acting I should say) and cast sexy and sultry Angela Bassett? Now that would’ve been something.
Again I say, this show, by far, is still the best damn show on television. The writing, the directing, the acting, the music–everything comes together like magic. It’s just that the first season was so pitch-perfect, that it now faces the problem of living up to itself.
There’s a certain formula with episodic television. Most shows stumble through their first season, figure out who they are and then gradually become better. Remember the first episode of Sex and the City? Pretty different from Season Six. Remember the first episode of Will & Grace? Megan Mullally wasn’t even doing the voice then. But the problem with Housewives was that it knew exactly what it was the first season, and did everything perfectly, and now it has nowhere to go but down (not that it’s gone down enough to be considered bad).