Macy is the show’s catalyst, whether it be facilitating his offspring to conspire against him or embodying the driving force behind a large chunk of the show’s entertainment factor. Although only a single episode old, it seems like season 7 echoes this triumph.Ĭoming off his third Primetime Emmy nomination for Outstanding Lead Actor in a Comedy Series, there’s no denying that William H. There isn’t a show that better understands or conveys this certitude than Shameless, even if it has to utilize extreme measures to do so. It might not always be pretty, but it’s an unforgiving world that relishes teaching inescapable lessons and the only thing that harbours some sort of relief are the people you hold close. It expertly balances the bizarre and the crass by periodically returning to the incredibly human characters at its core, which is what keeps me tuning in every week when all’s said and done.Īt the show’s barebones, its antiheroes “learn and cope,” rooted in fundamentally relatable circumstances equipped with universal emotions, values and morals. The real scene-stealer though is Kev, Svetlana, and V’s polygamous relationship, which is paying immediate and hilarious dividends.ĭespite the vulgarity and the extremity of which in the show’s sweeping subject matter, Shameless might be the most tolerant, pro-egalitarianism show on TV, giving everyone a fair shake. Lip’s fresh out of rehab, still sporting a smug, snobbish, blameless aura, and Fiona’s day-to-day remains utter hell (shocker). Debby, still wrapping her head around being a mother, isn’t quite ready to give up her teenage years, even if it’s at Frannie’s expense. True to form however, he isn’t untroubled for long. Carl and Dominique’s relationship has…matured, to say the least. The brush with death, which is probably the first and only time I’ve actually seen Carl shocked and, perhaps most disbelieving, looking his age, doesn’t seemed to have fazed his libido. But true to the Shameless brand, getting fellated by a large-mouth bass then waking up in a hospital bed (where have I seen this before?) to a nurse cleaning his undercarriage until he promptly gets an erection, we willingly accept that Frank Gallagher and Shameless have returned. Perhaps Frank, at long last, is ready to atone for his many, many sins. Truly, it feels as if a real breakthrough is about to be made. And Fiona, floating helpless and alone against the unceasing current of time, strapped with her anchor-like burden that he had inexcusably thrust upon her at an early age. Ian, Frank’s second son, looking spiffy in his army apparel on the receiving end of oral stimulation.
Blurry, ethereal seabed visions of his teenage daughter Debbie freshly anointed with motherhood. Season 7 opens on Frank, drowning in an ocean of his many, many mistakes. Nonetheless, a new season brings with it new opportunities for superabundant sums of unbridled sex, the consumption of copious amounts of drugs and alcohol, and odd, yet decidedly strengthening family mishaps. Yes, it was a rough year for the Gallaghers no doubt. And worst of all, what looked to be Fiona’s best hope for a life of happiness was incoherently shredded by her always under-the-influence and devilishly unpredictable father Frank, who was promptly tossed into the Chicago River, adding to his already substantial list of troubles. Carl, having learned an unprecedented life lesson at the hands of his best friend, a hammer, and a stolen bicycle, appeared to be rid of any remaining innocence.
Lip was headed to rehab having seemingly finally succeeded in thoroughly laying waste to his genius. Last season of Shamelesshad an ambivalent finale that was more bitter than sweet and had an acidic palatableness, sitting disagreeably once settled, even by this show’s standards.
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