Amazon’s Disappointing Jack Ryan Is an End-of-Summer Bummer
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Tom Clancy’s Jack Ryan is just not as good as I wanted it to be.
Let’s be honest. This summer has been rough. And I’ve been clinging to the idea that Tom Clancy’s Jack Ryan—debuting Friday on Amazon, right before summer ends—would be the magic elixir for all our woes. It’s a lot to ask of a series, I know. But come on! The series stars John Krasinski and is executive produced by Carlton Cuse. It’s a successful action adventure property. I expected greatness.
Instead, with its faux settings and clichéd characters and storylines, the series unfolds like an episode of NCIS or one of the sub-par seasons of 24. That doesn’t make it a bad show, but it definitely makes it a far-from-great one. I know this isn’t exactly a great critical word, but the show bummed me out.
Set in the present, the series follows CIA analyst Jack Ryan (John Krasinski), who’s unexpectedly pulled into a field assignment when he realizes the financial interactions he’s tracking lead to a new terrorist leader. “I was just following the money, sir,” is a phrase he’s extremely fond of saying. Krasinski is perfect for the role: He’s got the wide-eyed yet not-that-innocent look down. He’s the everyman who gives his colleagues fantasy baseball advice and is friends with the owner of a local restaurant. And I totally bought into the idea that he could take out his enemies with his bare hands. But still, his Jack Ryan lacks any kind of oomph.
Jack’s boss, James Greer (Wendell Pierce), has been mysteriously demoted, and is now heading up Jack’s division after a major screw-up that is not made readily apparent. Abbie Cornish is the requisite love interest, Cathy Mueller, but her scenes with Krasinski lack chemistry. Jack Ryan purports to be a modern reinvention of the franchise, but everything about it seems tired and old.
The show does try to shake things up a bit from time to time, as in the third episode, when we meet drone officer Victor Polizzi (John Magaro). Victor is tortured about the lives he takes and tries to blow off steam by gambling. Suffice it to say, things go awry when Victor meets Stanley (Lee Tergesen) and Blanche (Cynthia Preston) and suddenly finds himself in a sick and twisted version of Indecent Proposal. It’s not entertaining. It’s just odd. And I wish there was some sort of TV rule that if the women on screen are going to be unnecessarily nude and in compromising positions, the men should be, too.