The Wayward Pines pilot aired on Fox last night – if you missed it, you should be able to catch it on Hulu or On Demand – and, like my friend June Thomas, who reviewed it for Slate, I found it to be, if not good, at least quite watchable. As she says: “In some ways, it’s a perfect summer show—just complicated enough to hold viewers’ attention without raising their temperature or heart rate.” I like several people in the cast, and enjoyed watching this first episode, and I’m mildly curious about the answers to the show’s big mysteries – but I don’t think I’ll be losing much sleep over it. And that’s fine! Of course, it’s hard to go by one episode, and it’s totally possible that in a week or two I’ll either be obsessed OR be bored/frustrated with the endless questions. But it sounds like the writers have made an effort to provide answers, at least partial, as they go, and they keep promising everything will be answered by the end. I care about that less as far as the answers themselves and more in that I like knowing that a show has a plan. Aside from that issue – Melissa Leo and Toby Jones are creepily great, of course, and I’ve learned I apparently had no idea who Matt Dillon was (though of course I knew the name) but he seems fine. There is, as June mentioned in the review linked above, some amazingly malevolent ice cream eating, and that goes a long way for me. I’ll be along for the ride, at least for now.
(Note: Yes, I’m going into this without having read Blake Crouch’s source material; I’m on my library’s waiting list for the first novel, Pines, and/but I’m also wondering if this is a case in which knowing [at least a version of] the answers would make the show less enjoyable. Well, we’ll see when the book comes in and when I have time to read it.)