The secret service doesn’t want Booth on the case because they have disapproval of his heritage. This was okay but not dramatically powerful. This had investigative instincts, American neurotica and people shouting and being over-enthusiastic about everything in the belief that volume and excitability can convince the audience that it has never seen anything so riveting.
This was not a heart-wrenching tale just intermittently puerile. Booth is all gruff bulk gone halfway to seed. This had no tension or anxiety, just stray conspiratorial looks. This had no flinching uncertainties or moral instruction just self-conscious thespian posturing and studied bonhomie. There is sneering condescension, braggadocio and garrulousness.
This was not subtle, intuitive or very fulfilling. There are preening personalities, bad intensions and implausibly earnest people. Some acting has a grating affect and some dialogue is without a lick of character or wit, just pull quote dialogue and moist eyed emotionalism. An unfashionable assumption is made. There is personal abuse, antagonistic encounters and a conspicuous failure in acting.
“Please don’t drink anymore.”
“Based on the colour and viscosity of your discharge.”
“I feel the inadequacy rising up inside of me.”