What I appreciate the most about "Poker Face" is that it's committed to its format. Following the lead of the old case-of-the-week anthology detective shows of yore, every new episode means a new location with almost an entirely new cast. And to that end, "Poker Face" is a gold mine for performances by character actors, or in a few cases bigger stars getting to stretch some acting muscles that we haven't seen them use in a while. This season has its ups and downs, but there are a lot more hits than misses, and Natasha Lyonne continues to be a lot of fun as the human lie detector, Charlie Cale. We get twelve episodes this year, up from ten last season.
Some of the highlights this year include Kumail Nanjiani and Gaby Hoffman as dueling Florida cops, John Cho as a charming con artist and Melanie Lynskey as his latest mark, Giancarlo Esposito and Katie Holmes running a funeral home, John Mulaney as a desperate FBI agent, Sam Richardson and Corey Hawkins working at a big box store, Method Man running a gym, and Justin Theroux as an assassin. My favorite guest performance of the year, however, is Eva Jade Halford as a pint-sized psychopath who Charlie encounters while working as a lunch lady at a fancy prep school. "Poker Face" is also amassing a nice roster of recurring characters, including Simon Helberg as Agent Clark, a helpful FBI agent, Patti Harrison as Charlie's new gal pal Alex, and finally the voice of Steve Buscemi as a sage trucker who Charlie encounters over the CB radio.
Like last year, there are some season-long conflicts and antagonists to deal with. Benjamin Bratt is nowhere to be seen, but Charlie has gotten on the wrong side of mobster Beatrice Hasp (Rhea Perlman), and is on the run from her for the majority of the year. I'm happy to report that these episodes are as good as the stand-alone ones, and offer the chance for bigger setpieces and larger scale stories. However, "Poker Face" remains at its heart an ode to the media of the 1970s and '80s, and everything is refreshingly low-tech. Well, mostly low-tech. The few times when we move out of that milieu tend to feel tonally off. For instance, the season opens with Cynthia Erivo playing quintuplets caught up in a murder investigation of one of the sisters. The digital effects aren't all that complicated or showy, and Erivo does a fine job, but this brand of spectacle doesn't feel like it's in the spirit of the show. The big car chase in the finale, however, feels like something out of "Smokey and the Bandit" or "Cannonball Run," and is exactly right.
The performances, however, remain the main event. One of the chief pleasures I get out of the show is seeing actors pop up who I haven't crossed paths with in a while - Jasmine Guy, Lauren Tom, John Sayles in a rare acting role, and Katie Holmes, who I feel like I totally lost track of for a decade at least. This was always part of the fun of older whodunnit shows like "Murder She Wrote," which would often feature veteran actors from Hollywood's Golden Age proving that they could still chew scenery with the best of them. "Poker Face" affords its guest cast the chance to play some different characters - Alia Shawkat as an evil temptress, Margo Martindale as a school principal with a secret, or Richard Kind in what looks an awful lot like a dramatic role. Not quite a dramatic role, but pretty close.
After the end of the first season, I liked "Poker Face" but I wasn't sure that it could maintain the same level of quality over multiple seasons. Not only did the second season prove me wrong, but it now feels like it's at the forefront of the recent trend of longer seasons of streaming shows that look and behave more like traditional television. So as long as Rian Johnson and company keep making this show, I'll keep watching.
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