My name is Cédric Bozzi and this is my blog. Mostly, it’s an aggregate of my tweets and Instagram posts, but once in a while you may yet see an actual article here.
There’s still that shallow, 90210 aspect that’s a bit at odds with the story arc’s seriousness (I realize it’s intentional, maintaining a balance, but I think that balance is awkward), particularly with the investigations-of-the-week (isn’t Neptune High the Hellmouth of private eyes?), but Veronica Mars is so endearing, you’re happy to hear the theme song, and it’s hard going to bed when the season’s ending is getting closer. Besides, some of my fears regarding season one haven’t been confirmed, with…
…Veronica and Wallace’s parents’ interracial relationship (I love how it’s been developed off-screen, even though I still have trouble with the way Veronica and her father got rid of his previous sweetheart), or the fact that Veronica found her mother back on second try. (But what will they have left for season two?)
In the previous post, I forgot to write that Duncan is amazingly ugly, for a love interest. And that it’s amazing, in 2005, to have such sloppy blue-screen effects, particularly the car scenes. (And there are problems with the voice tracks, too.)
Apart from that, Jonathan Taylor Thomas isn’t credible for a second; Veronica’s hair was better in the beginning (but, if growing her hair was in the script, rather than just the producers wanting to make her look like a girl — not that she needed that — then it’s a nice touch); Wallace’s hair was better, too; deputy sheriff Puppy Dog is too cute; Backup’s changed colors, and where’s that dog living, anyway, to be seen only every six months?