Married: “The Shower”
(Episode 1.02)

Married’s second episode, “The Shower,” is more balanced and less sitcom-ish than the pilot. After a Russ-heavy premiere, he and Lina get equal screen-time, and instead of building to a silly climax, “The Shower” takes a more nuanced approach that still develops (or at least reveals) characters, and pushes the series forward.
This week features four characters—Russ, Lina, A.J., and Jess—groping for the good ol’ days, with something less than success. In the opening scene, Russ tries to prod Lina into shower-sex; instead of letting him in, she makes him take the dog out. Later they go to A.J.’s ex’s engagement party (A.J. is too busy weeping in his car to make an appearance), where Russ takes another failed stab at shower lovin’. Russ and Lina are separated—the former riding shotgun with A.J., the latter with Jess—and the ensuing events are as funny as they are bittersweet.
A.J. drives Russ to the house he and Roxanne (Regina Hall) shared, dubbing his new condo “a coffin.” He fires his therapist, saying, “I should put a bullet in his head—that’d be closure.” He orders a couple of escorts, telling them on their way in, “Welcome to my ex-home. Try not to slip on my tears.” He gives a grim, TMI tour of the house, and takes a drunken workout in the fitness room entirely too seriously. Brett Gelman shines in this kind of darkness, and the episode belongs to him.
This is great, but it also seems like a problem. (Admittedly, it’s too early to start declaring problems.) So far, Married’s anchors elicit far fewer laughs than its supporting cast (Gelman, Jenny Slate, John Hodgman). With a few exceptions, Russ and Lina play the straight man to A.J., Jess, and the rest. (When they’re together, Lina plays the straight man to Russ.) In my recap of the pilot I bemoaned Lina’s tired role as the Tired Wife—an issue that Married has addressed in “The Shower” (more on this in a minute)—but a lot of the time Russ comes off as the Exasperated Husband (Tired + Horny = Exasperated), which is kind of the point, I guess—children are exhausting—but also not exactly a formula for hysterics.