Filming is well under way for GOTHAM, the pilot for a potential Batman sequel TV series, and here are the photos to prove it.
The images are mostly of Camren Bicondova, 14, who plays future Catwoman Selina Kyle — and she appears well on that path, with a jug of milk tucked into her jacket, sporting goggles and busting some catlike moves.
And then there’s David Mazouz (TOUCH) as the even younger Bruce Wayne — who does not appear to have acquired his morbid fascination with bats, instead preferring to wear clothes that are too big for him.
Finally, we see Donal Logue as Det. Harvey Bullock and his protégé, rookie James Gordon (Ben McKenzie) — the real lead character of the series.
The Batman prequel TV series GOTHAM, which is headed for Fox this fall, has made a flurry of casting decisions that fill in most of the key players, except for one: a 10- to 11-year-old Bruce Wayne.
Ben McKenzie (SOUTHLAND and THE O.C.) will play a young detective Jim Gordon, the future police commissioner of Gotham City. The series is expected to center on Gordon’s growth as a law-enforcement officer, and how the Gotham Police Department deals with the rise of the psychopathic villains who will eventually become Batman’s rogues gallery. But don’t hold your breath for the Joker to show up; the show is starting small — with Penguin.
Congratulations, Vince Gilligan, you did it! As creator and executive producer of BREAKING BAD, you crafted a finale that totally lived up to the series, and you gave fans the ending they deserved.
In contrast to a lot of the high-tension episodes we’ve endured in the final run-up, this installment was almost elegiac as Walt shambled through town, tying up loose ends, settling grudges, healing wounds and saying goodbyes. It was a masterful way to end the series — leaving nothing ambiguous for viewers to fight over for years to come. BREAKING BAD was product of one vision — that of creator Vince Gilligan — and it was able to consistently confound and amaze viewers because it was true to Gilligan’s idea of the story, not network committees or viewer ratings. From first episode to last, Gilligan told his story the way he wanted to, now he has ended it his way. And that’s the way it always should have been.
The final episode of BROADCHURCH began with Detective Inspector Alec Hardy getting his walking papers and literally walking away — but he also got his man, collaring Danny’s killer on his last day on the job. True, the murderer wanted to get caught, but Alec had his suspicions and would have got him even without Danny’s cell phone.
The best thing I can say about the BROADCHURCH finale is that lived up to it promise; the series got the ending it deserved. And, as the recently concluded DEXTER proved, that’s no easy feat.
It’s the penultimate episode of BROADCHURCH, and the dominoes are beginning to fall — not only in the Danny Latimer murder case specifically, but also the pieces of the puzzles behind some characters have come together, including Detective Inspector Alec Hardy’s Sandbrook misadventure and Susan Wright’s mysterious past (and reason for the name change).
But there are still several key pieces missing, and I expect next week’s finale to be a pretty jam-packed episode. As suspects like Susan are eliminated, others become more likely. But I’m still holding out for a less-usual suspect. I’m not buying Nigel as the killer; I would be more satisfied if Steve were the perp and he got himself caught by insisting on interfering in the investigation. But my pet theory pointing to Ellie’s husband got a big boost this week.
Time has passed in this episode of BROADCHURCH and, ironically just as some are questioning the investigation dragging on, a sense of momentum suddenly began to build in the story’s second half. Clues have finally started to pay off, forensics results are coming in, and the killer may have been prompted to make a hasty, ill-advised move.
The spotlight of suspicion has shifted firmly toward Susan and Paul, but why is Tom acting so strangely — and is Ellie being paranoid, or is Joe acting more and more suspiciously? This week she uncovered a possibly significant lie about her husband’s relationship with Tom, Mark and Danny.
After (apparently) clearing Mark last week, BROADCHURCH this week demonized a handful of other townsfolk so viewers would have new character to boo.
The script tried very hard to make viewers think that creepy old Jack Marshall is the killer. Or could it be prickly Susan Wright, the most off-putting and snide character on the show? And then there’s Paul, the insomniac minister who wanders in the night. What about Steve, the so-called psychic looking to cash in on Danny’s murder? And why were so many people having Sunday dinner together?
It took three episodes, but LOW WINTER SUN finally indulged in two standard cop-show tropes: the boxing ring and the strip club. Sure took its time getting there! Now it’s starting to resemble a standard cop show more and more.
The boxing interludes came courtesy of Frank (Mark Strong), who is either feeling the need to be physically punished for his sins as a crooked and barely competent cop, or is hoping that he will be battered senseless by a succession of younger, stronger boxers. He gets beat up all right (headgear is for wimps!), but all he gets is a banged-up body to go with his damaged soul.
The third episode of BROADCHURCH was concerned with ruling out the prime suspect in the death of Danny Latimer: his father, Mark — the man with the most punchable face in town and the flimsiest alibi.
The show made a wise decision in trying to get us to sympathize with Mark — or was that trying to get us to suspect him more than ever? — by giving us a dream sequence in which Mark finds his son cold and wet but alive, and emotionally embracing him, telling his son he’s sorry.
Sorry for what… exactly?
I’ve decided that what I like about LOW WINTER SUN is the fact that it is not focusing on a pair of super cops. Frank and Joe are actually pretty damn stupid — which could make for an entertaining show. After all, who isn’t tired of wonder cops who hone in on the perp and always manage to finagle a confession?
In the case of this show, the perps are as likely to be police officers as they are to be drug dealers. To wit, Frank (Mark Strong) learns that the headless corpse in murdered cop Brendan McCann’s car belonged to an informant who was going to testify against Brendan and Joe (Lennie James). Oh, and the medical examiner made some interesting finds on Brendan’s corpse: namely that the wrist was broken after death, and he drowned in tap water, not river water — making his death a murder.
How could Joe and Frank not figure the M.E. would test the water in Brendan’s lungs and find chlorinated tap water, not filthy Detroit River sludge? And Frank doesn’t know anything about postmortem injuries? How long has he been a cop, 10 minutes? Postmortem wounds don’t bleed, bozo!