“One Last Time” propagated a truly insane Saul Berenson fantasy of getting a drug addict Brody across the border into Iran and killing some unseen Iranian higher up. All part of a secrete second phase to an already insane plan to turn Javadi into an asset. How it was talked about and the measures taken last week, was insane. Suddenly Senator Lockhart’s discontent with the Agency makes a lot sense. “Good Night” goes about and puts the whole crazy scheme into action and amazingly it was tense great fun. By some technical confluence of events I jumped out of my seat once the bullets started to fly.
Maybe it was the constant acknowledgement that this whole operation could go sideways at the drop of a hat, and it does multiple times. Or the anguished look on Saul’s face as he leaves the bunker defeated. Sure they had Javadi in play but his plan for Middle East peace blew up with the IED/mine that took out Brody and his handler.
The tension certainly had to do with the disconnected nature of it all. “Good Night” for the Saul and the Agency it all takes place in a singular location, the bunker, stuck staring at grainy night vision and thermal images of the area. Left dumbfounded as all the best laid plans of mice and men go awry. It wasn’t undone by an equal enemy force but by bad luck, as Lockhart rightly characterizes it. Bad luck, the truck caring Nick Brody to the Iran border drove over an IED and smash into itself. It is by equally fortuitous events that Brody (almost like a Showtime Executive is watching over him) and his handler get out of the wreck, mostly unscathed. The handler is missing a leg and the Iraq army shows up not so after.
This entire mission is a mess. It’s all at night, you can barely see anything. The only indicator of enemy forces are the CGI tracer rounds that pop up through the fog. What pulled it all through is Damian Lewis’ and his fellow actors in the Seal Team 6 attire. Through all the crappy forced small talk that was filled with half truths there was a bit of a bond formed. Lewis’ utter meekness once his face is splattered with an Iraq policemen’s blood is so pitiful. Contrast that with the sheer expression of joy on his face as he runs to the Iranian border, his own “Smile” moment.
The moment of freedom and happiness doesn’t last long as he and his handler are soon surrounded by the Iranian Army, responding to all the commotion 300 yards away. In the end they wound up exactly where they wanted to be, locked in a cell expecting to be tortured. Javadi soon shows up to fix the situation, effortlessly killing the handler (he was dead weight). Brody wanted to continue with the mission and run headfirst at it, like Archy Hamilton in Gallipoli. Brody won’t be so clinically cut down, not if a Showtime executive has any say in it.
They are really going for it. I’m not exactly certain what it is, but the insanity of what is going on is gripping in its own right. The flaming wreck that was season 3 is starting to pick up a final burst of steam.