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Audra McDonald: "The Good Fight"

 Audra McDonald's time is precious, and I'm sad she is spending so much of it on the increasingly smug show "The Good Fight."


I've lost some interest in the show because the characters don't really grab me; the writers seem to want to be wry about current events, and then they want to congratulate themselves for their wryness.

One particular issue I have with "The Good Fight" is that it's giving a sizable part of its last season to two completely new characters -- and neither character is totally compelling. The Kings made this same error with "The Good Wife," and it's surprising they are repeating history. By contrast, I'm impressed with "Better Call Saul," which has one stable of characters; the relationships get weirder and more tortured, and the last season is (finally) a powder keg.

All that said, I liked Audra's story in Thursday's "Good Fight." Audra's Liz Reddick ("Reddick" sounds like "Florrick," and these writers aren't always gifted with names) goes on a talk show and trashes Clarence Thomas. Later, alone, she gets a call from a stranger: "I'm Ginni Thomas, and I'd like you to apologize for what you said about my husband."

Of course, this is what happened between Ginni Thomas and Anita Hill ten years ago -- and the writers use this real-world moment to offer some brilliant thoughts. Why would Ginni place such a deranged call? Because she was lonely! As Liz Reddick comes to understand Ginni's loneliness, she finds herself in a bizarre phone tango; it lasts for weeks and weeks and weeks. Liz and Ginni discuss Ginni's past (a kind of quiz, because Liz thinks "Ginni" may be a fake); eventually, the two chat about the trashy reality series "Below Deck." Liz finds herself asking if we're all really so polarized; if we all just might be human, under our political cloaks. Liz and Ginni worry together about working too much -- not pursuing the bucket list, not seizing the day. Implausibly, Liz decides that she might persuade Ginni and Clarence to have an early retirement -- so Biden could then choose a replacement for the Supreme Court. This last bit is shaky writing, but it's kind of funny.

The story ends in a smart, inevitable way -- and the script gives Audra opportunities to be weary, suspicious, exasperated, forceful, cunning. So that's one brief TV highlight from this past week.

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