TV Series Review
Mike Ross is not a lawyer. He just plays one ... in a law firm. Or, I should say, he used to.
Ross, a college dropout wunderkind, worked for New York's once high-powered Pearson Specter Litt firm. He was an associate attorney serving under the tutelage of closer Harvey Specter, a lawyer so ruthless that one has to wonder whether the notorious underworld organization from old James Bond flicks was named after him. Oh, Harvey does have a few more principles than that evil genius who always strokes his white cat ... but hiring lawyers with actual law degrees is apparently not one of them. Mike, blessed with a thorough understanding of the law and a photographic memory (and, really, who on television doesn't have one of those these days?) is just too bright to not hire.
And therein lies the problem. Turns out, that whole "practicing law" thing wasn't really meant to be taken literally: You already have to be a lawyer before you practice it, crazy as it sounds. So no matter how good a lawyer Mike seemed like he was, he's now in prison for two years because he actually never was one. Oh, and the whole to-do has Pearson Specter Litt teetering on the edge of oblivion.
In spite of it all, though, Mike's still got friends in the firm. Seems Harvey, the Teflon don of the legal world, still has a soft spot for his young, illegal protégé. His fellow partners, sophisticated head honcho Jessica Paulsen and slimy-but-talented Louis Litt, still seem to like the kid, too. And, of course, one cannot forget Rachel, Mike's lovely fiancée-slash-paralegal, whom he literally left at the altar to start his prison sentence.
Disorder in the Court
Suits is all about internal power struggles, gratuitous grudges and—every now and then—courtroom drama. It's House of Cards without Capitol Hill, Game of Thrones without swords and nudity. Oh, and of course Suits must also live without any Emmy love; it's just not the sort of show you'd expect to see taking home a lot of awards.
Nor will it make many friends here at Plugged In. For some viewers, this may qualify as a soap-based guilty pleasure, but the emphasis is on the guilt, not the pleasure: Sex, seriously sour language and rampant bad behavior weigh as heavily on this show as a dumpster full of illicit legal briefs.
While it's certainly not the worst thing on television, it is a show that shamelessly shoots low. It doesn't try to be clean. It doesn't try to be meaningful. It doesn't even try to be good. It, like Harvey Specter, only wants to "win"—presumably its time slot.
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Gabriel Macht as Harvey Specter; Patrick J. Adams as Mike Ross; Rick Hoffman as Louis Litt; Meghan Markle as Rachel Zane; Sarah Rafferty as Donna Paulsen; Gina Torres as Jessica Pearson