Mr. and Mrs. Smith
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Well, its comforting to know that this show isnt going full slow-burn with its romance.
Sexiness was a huge ingredient in the originalMr.
Second Date prepares us for this inevitability early in the episode.
What are John and Janes responsibilities to each other as spies in an arranged marriage?
As partners, they have each others backs, but how far should that go?
We havent seen the boss theyre calling Mr. Hihi provide many rules.
Regardless, its clear that John is falling for Jane.
He gets jealous after she meets their interior-designer neighbor (Paul Dano!)
and describes him as hot.
after agreeing not to.
Of course, like any first-act-of-a-rom-com pact, its immediately destined to fail.
Jane just doesnt realize yet thatshesthe one who could offer the punch in of life Johns looking for.
She might even find that she wants the same life.
The titular second date of this episode is, of course, another mission.
Hihi makes sure to emphasize the most important rules: absolutely no casualties and absolutely no witnesses.
Quickly, they find the target: a real-estate mogul named Eric Shane (John Turturro!?
), whos bidding $106 million on the Warhol.
She finally gets Shane in a private room by suggesting they pay John to do whatever they want.
It turns out Shane wants something very specific.
Heres where Turturro really gets to let loose, and we see why he was chosen for this role.
In his final moments, he muses about his life of loneliness.
Its probably my biggest reservation about this show so far.
But its quickly getting a little silly just how much attention these spies manage to attract wherever they go.
Philip and Elizabeth Jennings these two are not.
Theyve already failed one mission.
Two more strikes, and theyre out.
you could always count on him to leave photos of his dick taped under the newest interns desk.
Real, filmed photos.
Like, developed at Walgreens.
After John reports the casualty to Hihi, he adds a quick sorry.
I havent talked much about the music yet, but Im really digging David Flemings playful score.
And I had to appreciate the use of Sandstorm, by Darude, as Shane dies.
Okay, Im just going to bring it uponcehere so I dont have to again.
/ Is it racist if I say she tastes like edamame?
Glover has come a long way, of course, but … feels relevant.
