Hooked, After All, By New Five-0
I started out not much a fan of Hawaii Five-0. Lots of negatives. A jeans-clad gang operating off-the-grid from HPD, putting suspects in shark cages and on car hoods like dead deer. Shoot-outs on the beach at Waikiki and in the Aloha Tower Marketplace. Tunneling into an underground HPD vault holding millions of dollars of evidence money. Ridiculous and embarrassing.
Then, on their own or maybe I pushed them a little, the writers got better and so did the stories. No more local hood-chief drinking Blue Hawaii umbrella drinks at Hilton Hawaiian Village.
No question that the May 16 season finale was a work of TV art. Who else would have the governor be a crook and a kill-enabler and get shot to death?
Wow! Is Hawaii that crooked, and who was that female governor? Heavy, heavy stuff!
I said to myself, “Finally a TV series show worthy of great blow-’em-up directors like Michael Bay!”
The show has grown up. The characters have character. We have a reason other than scenery to watch.
Alex O’Loughlin finally persuaded the producers to give him a chance to act and not give it all to Scott Caan.
The show’s on a roll.
Our state homeless program is not on a roll.
I was encouraged when Father Marc Alexander was named to handle that. But I sense he’s just doing the governor’s bidding – like that new Office of Information Practices chief Cheryl Park, who seems to know she’s paid to do the guv’s bidding.
The Abercrombie-Alexander plan to not feed the homeless in public parks while encouraging landlords to take in people without credit is trifling.
Since that call-in-a-homeless-person thing started, all we’ve seen are more homeless on both sides of Aala Park. We do have shelter space for the truly local needy and outreach for the mental cases.
But what we’re seeing are Mainland people who love our weather.