MVP is what happens when Shakespeare is translated by Soapnet. Ten episodes of not so epic battles between good and evil.
Boofy tried to tell me this show is probably a product of Canada but I didn't listen. Hockey is a religion in Canada. How can this mockery be Canadian?
Before I go on, I need to admit that I watch this show. I DVR it. Guilty. I don't know why. For the hotties and the humor, I suppose. Oh by the way, MVP is a drama.
MVP debuted on CBC in January 2008 and on Soapnet the following June. I've watched nine episodes and tried, throughout every one of them, to find the problem; to figure out what went wrong.
There are good story lines buried beneath the debauchery that is, apparently, the lives of professional hockey players and their women. Gabe has one, Trevor has two and Damon has, well, three-ish. (One of them is the team doctor. Where was this job on the aptitude list? If pro hockey teams have lady docs, I'm signing into med school.)
The acting is fair. There isn't as much Melrose Place-esque overacting as I expected.Well, maybe Molly could use a few pointers. She has a permanent pouty lipped, squinty look. Then again, maybe that's how she looks in real life . Megan and Damon are gems if you respect the opinion of someone with zero acting credentials.
Last week's episode ("Sudden Death") attempted real drama. I'm not going to lie. I got caught up in the suspense. But the most entertaining part of the show wasn't dramatic at all:
Some crazy neighbor kid kidnapped the dead captain's daughter. He used a photo of her and a gun to force the Mustangs to let him play in that night's game.
Psycho kid is sitting in a locker room stall holding a gun in full Mustangs gear when the new Russian goalie, dripping with nonchalance, says, "So, you deliver mail today?"
"You work for post office, no? Was it like this," he snaps his fingers, "or was it slow fall into..." the coach cuts him off before Psycho shoots him. Psycho shrugs and laughs, "Goalies."
Right there, I knew. Between fits of hysterical laughter, I realized there is nothing wrong with this show. It has no genre. It is it's own entity. MVP is perfect the way it is.
There's one episode left. The season finale airs Thursday August 21st. If by some crazy chance season two airs in the states, I'll watch. If only to find out if good ever prevails over evil.
Will Gabe and Connie marry or will the cruel world keep the perfect couple from bliss?
Will the McBride Girls overcome Adam's death or will the Mustangs bury them for good?
Will Damon's troubled past be his final undoing or will the doc be his saviour?
Will Trevor be seduced by the glamorous lifestyle of a pro athlete or will Tabbi bring him back to his roots?
Intrigued? I hear it's available on DVD.
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