Before 'Honor', I could take or leave Cold Case. The stories were
sometimes interesting but I didn't originally identify with the
regular cast, finding Lil's (Kathryn Morris) unrealistic hair and unearthly
pallor a bit irritating although I've come to appreciate her and Scotty (Danny Pino) over time. I loved the use of music from the era
of the original crimes to set the scene, something which is
particularly exquisite in this episode.
John Allsopp as Carl Burton
In fact, 'Honor' far surpassed the
others I had seen in this and everything else, partly because of the
nature of the tragedy and partly because of the faultless, immensely
simpatico performance of John Allsopp as the damaged Vietnam vet, Carl
Burton, heart-wrenching from the first notes of Elton John's 'Rocket Man' as he
tries to reconnect with a son who doesn't recognise him, to the last
strains of Gordon Lightfoot's 'If You Could Read My Mind' (was music really better in the 70s?), the final, moving salute and
Carl's incredibly sad eyes. Now I can't listen to that song without
becoming emotional. But this is what good TV should do, be put together
so perfectly that it can affect you in this way. More on acting/performance from the Squirrel at secretsquirrelshorts.
Gant invests Jonah with so much idiosyncratic charm, such gusto and unexpected
athleticism as he alternates between intense focus and utter distraction,
somehow making it all seem so natural that if the plot hadn't worked out the
way it did, I would fully expect to see the Bipolar Roller next time I come to
New York and perhaps items from the clothing line will be in the shops soon.