Silent Service, February 23, 1999


By Shirley

I kept on wanting to change channels throughout this episode. This is a first for me. I never channel surf, and I give my poor husband heck when he tries to check out what's on the other channels during commercials. Yet there I was, just itching to click the remote, during an episode of JAG!

For much of the first half-hour, I sat there, sternly telling myself that this is JAG, this is my favourite show, and I can't do that because this is supposed to be my favourite show. Besides, how can I possibly write a review if I didn't watch the entire show? It wouldn't be cricket.

So I persevered, repeating to myself, it'll get better, this is just the preamble. The preamble can't last that long, and the show will start soon, once they get on the submarine.


No, the show didn't start even then. I guess TPTB were so darn proud of their submarine set, they just had to show it off. So we were given a travelogue, or was it an expensive home movie? We got life aboard an operational submarine, complete with bathroom humour, or rather, attempted humour. I believe that there is an oft-quoted saying in the acting world to the effect that "Dying is easy; comedy is hard." And so it was.

By the time Harm got started on his theory that it was one of the crew that was the villain, I was bored stiff. Even the game of trying to figure out which shots were from which movie and previously used in Shadow didn't make the time go faster.

Things picked up a tad as the story got started in the second half, although I still kept looking at the clock to see how long before 9 o'clock and the merciful end. For by then, it was too late. I had lost all patience with this very tedious excuse for a JAG episode (action drama, remember?) Not even DJE's superb acting, sans dialogue, revived me. I didn't need Corpsman Hodge's dubious ministrations to go comatose as the minute hand crawled.

Silent Service will be shown again on my local Canadian channel this Saturday night. I will not be watching it. Once is quite enough, thank you. Instead I will watch and listen to the wondrous voice of tenor Ben Heppner, on our Canadian arts channel, Bravo!

Did I absolutely hate Silent Service? No. I just didn't enjoy it. I'm one of those people with a very low threshold for waste. I regard waste as wilful stupidity. This was a waste!


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