After being met with resounding public indifference, The Family was canceled by ABC last Thursday, meaning that “What Took So Long” is the last hour we’ll ever spend with our plucky cast of miserable characters. It’s a shame that a show with so much promise — good cast, good premise, good pedigree — was never quite able to rise above the middling. (I feel especially bad for Joan Allen and Alison Pill, two very fine actors who deserved much better.) “What Took So Long” hints at the intriguing places The Family could have gone, but it mostly serves to confirm why it failed to find its footing.
Let’s get the big news out of the way: Adam is alive! Of course he’s alive. I threw out a wild guess that this would happen in my last recap, so imagine my astonishment when it actually turned out to be true. The show’s seemingly immediate insistence that Ben had killed Adam never made much sense. We know that Adam was in cahoots with Jane, and that he was the one who shot Doug, and that he is rather angry at Ben for stealing his identity, but any other hint as to what he’s been doing will have to be left to our imagination. Has he just been hanging out in a corner of Doug and Jane’s house? I like to think he’s taken up whittling. Presumably, season two would have concerned itself with yet another excruciatingly slow rollout of what actually, really, truly happened in that bunker. I’m not sorry we’ll miss it.
Also unclear: Whether the world finally found out that Ben was a fake. Unless I missed something, Bridey submitted her work to her editor before Willa — in what is, without question, the greatest decision anyone on The Family has made — killed her. Maybe Willa should have murdered her erstwhile demon lover before she had a chance to get her megascoop into the paper, but hindsight is 20/20. Anyway, we’ll never know.
You have to hand it to Willa, though. She gets the job done. I can’t remember the last time I was so happy to see a corpse on television. Of course, Willa also makes terrible choices in this finale, like the whole “help a random boy carry out an incredibly cruel scam and keep key segments of her family in the dark about it” thing. Oh well. Sue her, she’s complicated.
Less complicated: Nina Meyer’s streak as the nation’s worst detective, which is still going strong. She isn’t able to pinpoint where Doug took Agent Clements until she catches the ladies of The View talking about the Warren case and their banter accidentally helps her figure out the location. Let me repeat that: She needs The View to help her solve a case. I yield to nobody in my respect for The View, but let’s set our evidentiary standards slightly higher, shall we? The show actually replays an echo-y version of something one of the non–Joy/Whoopi hosts says, as if it’s a holy grail of information rattling around in Nina’s mind. Unreal. Nina will be forever immortalized as the one-woman Keystone Kop of Maine. And if you are part of the vast majority of the American populace who did not watch “What Took So Long,” you’ll just have to believe me.
The last shot of the episode, and the series, belongs to Claire. As ever, any scene with Joan Allen feels like it’s coming from an altogether different, better show. She even manages to sell a lengthy, hallucinatory encounter with Adam, veering from grief to rage and back again so deftly that she overcomes the schlockiness of the scene. It’s a wonder why Allen was so relatively underutilized in The Family. Claire Warren had the makings of a great character, but her arc got lost in the incoherent thicket of stories the show insisted on telling. Hopefully, a vehicle worthy of Allen’s talents is waiting around the corner for her — and for everyone else involved in this show.
Farewell, The Family. I can’t say I’ll miss you.
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