Judging by the flashy ’80s pop soundtrack, it seems that much of the budget for Wicked City went towards licensing music from the era-much of which was born on the Strip itself.
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Since “Private Practice” ended in January 2013, the network has aired five different dramas in that hour, and not one of them has made it to a second season.
The most disturbing thing about “Wicked City” is that it’s not unusual.
Can it? Cast your vote in the poll below and see if your predictions were right on Wednesday morning. Their perp is Kent Grainger (Ed Westwick), a terrible soul who seeks attention by going on a murderous rampage to gain notoriety. On Wicked City, we meet the serial killer, Kent Grainger, in the first episode. It’s set on Los Angeles’ Sunset Strip in the early 80s, and it’s chock full of Billy Idol. But is it worth your time?
Jeremy Sisto (“Six Feet Under”, “Suburgatory”) tries his best as the requisite detective with the requisite history of unresolved personal issues, which, naturally, the case of Kent and Betty stirs up. Did I mention Jack is married – and has a teenage daughter?
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Detectives Jack Roth (Jeremy Sisto) and his new partner Paco Contreras (Gabriel Luna) are the ones tasked with the mission to take down the killing duo. Farmiga (“American Horror Story”) plays a young reporter who may be the only person who has seen the killer with one of his victims, therefore becoming a potential target. The new series follows the beginnings of a romantic tryst between a pair of deeply scarred individuals that eventually leads to a series of brutal murders along the Sunset Strip. Given his backstory, it makes sense that he’d have misgivings about his new partnership with Contreras, but at the rate they’re going, I’m anxious we’re headed for a subplot with Roth hiring a skywriter to spell out “I hate you, man!” by Episode 2. Christensen (“Parenthood”) is equally convincing as a nurse and single mother who develops a unique relationship with the killer (and in the pilot, Christensen’s character reveals a few surprises and comes across as the most intriguing). There’s no way where we can say that they aren’t. Yes, it was the 1980s, but it’s hard to believe women in Hollywood were that driven by ambition that they just performed oral sex on random dudes in cars and blindly agreed to threesomes for the promise of fame and fortune.
