From Bill Brioux:
O yeah! Doyle drives off into the sunset after six seasons
This was a series that was easy to embrace for me right from the beginning. For one thing, it wasnâ€™t another formulaic, procedural, Canadian cop show mimicking a formulaic, procedural, American cop show. It screamed St. Johnâ€™s, Newfoundland, in all that cityâ€™s pink and green glory. It paid homage to the great detective shows of the â€™70s, especially The Rockford Files, so there was a retro coolness about it. It was a welcome hour of crime-bustinâ€™ action in an era when dark, anti-hero edginess was starting to feel, for me at least, a tad overplayed. Given the choice between riding shotgun in Jake Doyleâ€™s GTO, or astride a Harley with the Sons of Anarchy dudes, Iâ€™ll take the bench seat in the Pontiac, thanks. Continue reading.