The new psychopath in Michael Westen’s life revealed himself last night. His name is Mason Gilroy. So, what’s he like? Well, he’s a snappy dresser, drives a Maserati, thinks Americans are “sheep,” and travels everywhere with his own personal sniper. In other words, he’s the typical kind of foe Mikey is accustomed to jumping in the sack with, so to speak. Something tells me these two will get along swimmingly the remainder of season three. And by swimmingly, I mean they’ll try multiple times to kill one another.
In order to impress Gilroy, Michael had to prove himself worthy. At this point you would think his reputation would more than precede him, but I guess cold-blooded assassins are hard to please. While helping an old pal of Sam’s track down a child predator hiding out in Miami, Michael channeled his best “Dirty Harry Batman With No Name” and kicked some serious Dominican gang ass. Donning a crimson shirt and tie, our favorite spy took down a ruthless drug dealer, and in turn landed himself a sweet gig with Gilroy.
We were treated to another of those A-Team-ish middle of the day machine gun shootouts that attract no law enforcement. My guess is they caught the police in a shift change, because normally a hail of automatic gunfire would result in at least one phone call to the nearest authorities. I know, I’m being a party pooper. Cops would do nothing but complicate Mikey’s madcap adventures. Who needs that?
There was also some rare Sam Axe backstory, which was kinda cool, even though it wasn’t very interesting. His ex-wife Amanda played house with his old Navy buddy years after she and Sam split. Um, okay. Sam stopped drinking for a day, but forgave his friend by episode’s end. Yawn.
C’mon writers! Bruce Campbell needs something more substantial to work with. If you wanna dip into his past, why not bring Amanda to Miami and have them rekindle their old romance? It’s obvious he still has feelings for her. Perhaps that’s what you have in mind. I’ll just have to keep watching to find out.
Ah yes, those pesky subtitles were back in full force again. Keith covered this last year so I won’t rehash his argument, except to say, less is more Burn Notice powers-that-be. There’s a fine line between clever and stupid. You crossed it last night.
Michael and Fiona banged, but you don’t care about that, right? I didn’t think so. Anyway, it looks as if Mikey is about to get his hands dirtier than usual by getting cozy with Gilroy. A massive network of rouge spies being used as killers for hire doesn’t sound like the safest organization to infiltrate, but Michael Westen will not be deterred. He’s stubborn like that.
Clacked by Scott Tunstall 
on Jan 29, 2010 @ 10:00 EST5EDT
