TVSquad

Last time we saw the men of The Unit, things were going quite wrong. Some of them were taken prisoner, others went on the run, and one was recruited by the CIA while another had to face a possible court-martial. It wasn't much better for their wives since they had to cope with their personal problems while worrying for their men and children and protecting secrets and lies. Even though we all knew The Unit couldn't be a TV show with such a title without, well, a unit, we still pondered how the group would get back together, if they would all return, and if things would ever be the same.

Over the weekend, I had the chance to watch the first two episodes of the season: "Pandemonium, Parts One and Two." The first part will air tomorrow, while the other will air on October 2.

Small spoilers ahead!

Unit: (N) [ynt] -- An individual, group, structure, or other entity regarded as an elementary structural or functional constituent of a whole.

It also happens to be one of the few English nouns, that when used in the proper context, has the ability to make small children and immature adults giggle. Now I stopped covering the show a few weeks ago. I wasn't a fan. First off though, let me preface this by saying that Keith and his twisted mind came up with this as a post idea. Although, I suppose it's partly my fault since two or three of the following misused Units came from my mouth. Oh God, I did it again. I'm going to shut up now.

1. "I'll grab The Unit!"
2. "I dropped The Unit." (To which Bob replied, "I bet that hurt." Would have hurt more had I dropped something on The Unit.)
3. "I'm watching The Unit tonight!"
4. "I'll cover The Unit" is in a three way tie with, "I'm all over The Unit," and "I love The Unit."
5. "Man, The Unit sucks! It's so hard to watch."

I feel like I need to go take a shower now.

 

I really want to like this show, but Dennis Haysbert and Co. are making that as hard as possibly can be. I honestly can't decide which episode I liked less: last week's series premiere or this one.

I think I'm going to lean in last week's favor because I had trouble keeping my eyes open for last night's episode. I kept catching myself as I started to nod off. I'm fine with that because I'm certain that the four of five minutes that I missed due to my temporary narcolepsy had nothing of importance in them.

Actually, I'm re-evaluating that last sentence. I'm not fine with it. If I'm going to doze off for a few minutes during a show, I don't want to wake up and feel all right about it. I want to wake up and feel worried that I've just missed the best two minutes in television history. This show doesn't give me that sensation.