It has almost enough genuine charm and heart to compensate for the moments that feel forced.
Letts trips over the line between objectifying women and satirizing the objectification of women.
The Wire’s landscape is thick with men almost desperate to reach back and snatch some kid from the vortex.
Carver is one several cops and ex-cops taking an extracurricular interest in individual kids on the street.
The quartet of eighth-grade boys at the center of The Wire have their own way of dealing with bad police.
Even the aging players have a settled sense of place.
The cat-and-mouse isn’t much of a contest at this point.
Those who grasp the personal consequences of the election play the angles with greater care.
Allying with rivals to thwart a third party is the cold calculus of the city’s politicians as well.
The dealers know the kids, and the kids know the cops.
Like Michael, Detective Lester Freamon bumps up against the larger forces of an organization.
Marlo Stanfield has maneuvered to the top of the West Baltimore drug trade, and he’s executing a broad campaign to stay there.
The slippery slope of civilization is already in place on The Wire and Simon is just out to document how each and every person survives.
On The Wire, everyone’s in school.