Throughout, Helen Hunt obsequiously tends to her character’s evolution as a parent through a flagrant indulgence of sitcom-ish scenarios.
It makes John Huston’s elephantine, synthetically charismatic 1982 adaptation look like a Minnelliesque model of focus and concision.
Surprisingly, the first few episodes of season seven indicate a willingness on the show’s part to take some new chances.
Dexter, a good drama but an average psychological study, is always pointing out distinctions between right and wrong.
While films like Chasing Papi claim to represent the Hispanic cultural experience in America, Washington Heights actually delivers on its own promise.