The Reason to Watch Queen America Is the Commanding Catherine Zeta-Jones
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The first thing to understand about Facebook Watch’s Queen America is the concept of “expectations vs. reality.” Pitched as a “dark comedy” about the beauty pageant scene in middle America—especially with the terrific casting of Catherine Zeta-Jones in the role of the pageant coach, Vicki Ellis—it brings to mind Drop Dead Gorgeous, the definitive feature-film version of the premise, or even The Bronze, which was about gymnastics but captured the big-talent-in-a-small-town malaise in a way Queen America seems to intend. In reality, the new series hits a lot of the same beats as those movies, but without the same number of laughs.
Nothing in Queen America’s first three episodes (of 10 total) suggests it should be a TV show instead of a movie: In fact, they play very much like the first act of a familiar 90-minute story. It’s not that it does this poorly—if anything, the series shows that creator Meaghan Oppenheimer knows these beats like the back of her hand, and they still land, for the most part. But what defends Queen America’s length is the performances, particularly Zeta-Jones’: She is the reason to continue watching, no matter how much you feel you’ve seen it before. The grace and command she possesses in every scene is truly a joy to watch—making it hit harder in moments when she loses that façade—and the same can be said for Judith Light once she shows up as Regina, Vicki’s estranged mentor. (Light also has the best introductory scene in the episodes made available to critics, playing off Zeta-Jones in a way that feels like the first drink of water in the desert.) Both women serve up looks that will last a lifetime, which may be all Facebook needs to sell Queen America to an interested audience.
The story (of course) is that Vicki is cold and heartless, and thaws as she embraces her inner maternal nature. The problem is, where other characters see an ice queen, Zeta-Jones never exudes anything other than genuine care about what she’s doing and for whom she’s doing it—almost too much so for the role. And, with Victoria Justice’s presence as her golden pupil so short-lived, the usual laughs at the excesses of beauty pageants are limited. It’s hard to take the side of anyone who criticizes Vicki for living what they consider a shallow existence, including her plus-sized niece, Bella (Isabella Amara), who calls Vicki’s work “profoundly unimportant.”