Dexter’s Past Life Bro Praises the New Show

Dexter’s Past Life Bro Praises the New Show by Roxanne McDonald

Not that “Dexter” needs any boosting, but endorsement from Hall’s “Six Feet Under” “brother” just proves all the more how great a show it is.

According to Adam Buckman of NY Post Online Edition, Peter Krause, who played Nate Fisher to Michael C. Hall’s David Fisher on “Six Feet Under,” offered big praise for Hall’s delivery of Dexter, the highly functioning sociopath who moonlights as a vengeful serial killer.

Quotes Buckman on Krause’s impressions, “It was a very brave choice for Michael to take on the series because, on the surface, there are some similarities to ‘Six Feet Under’.”

Besides acknowledging such obvious similarities as themes of death, Krause likened Hall’s Dexter to “Star Trek’s” Mr. Spock, as the character, he suggested, “looks at the world almost like an alien,” delivering a performance that gives us not only the multiple dimensions of Dexter as a cool,

calculated, emotionless super-human but that give us “these moments where there is this little emotional undercurrent where he’s not totally devoid of emotion…” a characteristic Krause admits is not only a fascinating choice on Hall’s part but is what he is really enjoying about the show.

As Buckman informs us, Krause is doing a Sci Fi mini-series called “The Lost Room,” which makes his observations not only connect “Six Feet Under” to “Dexter” but points to the synchronicity of working gigs the two “former” brothers share.

Both “brothers” are stellar performers: Hall showed remarkable range in “Six Feet Under,” with moments, for example, that rivaled Dexter’s—when he in all his bottled-up rage and introversion leaps up in threatening retort at the Kroener rep who has brought bullying to Fischer and Sons and intentions to force them out of business. And Hall’s range of personae also includes, for instance, his convincing portrayal of a gay man in the first series and a hetero man in the second. Krause, as well, has earned his kudos playing a range of diverse characters—from the freedom-seeking but clipped-winged Nate to the struggling writer who has an ongoing affair with his best friend’s wife.

So from one articulate character actor to another, the praise is well received, well-regarded, and mutually well-deserved.

Can We Admit Our Delight over How Dexter will Kill Again?

Can We Admit Our Delight over How Dexter will Kill Again? by Roxanne McDonald

Clarifying the characteristics of the new Showtime series, Dexter, I discovered I am far from alone in my guilty pleasures. Also learned that Dexter will be picked up for a second season!

I had just finished writing about the dark side of Dexter when another episode came on Showtime and this time, rather than writing or reading or cooking or doing God knows what else while the telly is on, I watched. Just watched. I realized that I had made a major oversight in thinking that Dexter suppresses his serial killer urges. Instead, rather, what he does is

investigate serial murderers, track them, and then punish them himself with good ol’ vigilante justice. He gets to tick another notch on his own megalomaniacal belt (or add to his souvenir collection of blood sample slides, etc.) and solve the problem of homicide in the city.

Not only does this element make the show even more sick and more satisfying, but the fact that the show, Dexter, will be back again next season makes us new fans hardly able to contain ourselves! According to TMZ, production on the campaign for Dexter, season two will begin in the spring of 2007. As the numbers reveal—1,04 million viewers were riveted by the premier—I am not alone in my obsession with the obsessed killer who kills killers. Way to solve, Dexter.

Dexter: Another Brilliant Premium Show

Dexter: Another Brilliant Premium Show by Roxanne McDonald

Creative generosity, acute acting skills, and more exacting performances by the great Michael C. Hall make Dexter the next addictive Showtime feature.

The opening offers us Dexter’s neck, close up and in warm shadow. What light there is focuses on the razor (which one can hear in replete scraping splendor) as it travels down along the throat, cuts, and sends drops of vibrant red blood to the next shot—in the sink, where the credits too begin to roll and roil. The close-up tissue soaks the blood at Dexter’s neck. To make a slick and sensitive shot of human soup of sorts. An odd knife (a grapefruit knife? A filet knife?) cuts through tender raw meat cum packaging. Dexter’s wide grin cuts teeth through cooked pork or veal (likely pork, as he mentions it enough, later); and an egg bleeds into the hot and greasy depths of the fry pan Dexter wields with the precision he extends to his work: as a blood spatter analyst for Homicide.

Dexter is a sick boy, a mental maniac,

with a reverence for serial killing that is only thwarted or kept at the fringes of his consciousness by his upbringing

by an adoptive father (also in police work) who knew and who groomed Dex away from the “wrong side of the law.

The dialogue is sharp and tight, and laced with mocking, sardonic humor (Another fine day in Miami. Murder, dead bodies, and a chance of late rain…. ). The character interaction sees Dexter against the so-depicted “normies” in his stoic internal struggle to tolerate such attitudes as that of a colleague, a fat bastard (Detective Angel Batista, played by the unsung celebrity status performer, David Zayas) who boasts that the way to get off best is to do her doggie style and just as you near climax yell out another woman’s name so she bucks like a bronco trying to pull away.

The awareness of his penchant for the artfulness of serial murder not only makes him perfect as homicide analyst (the dick gets into the criminal’s head to catch him theory) but pristine as one who covets the habits and lifestyle of the most aberrant of sociopaths.

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