However, one must follow protocol, so, here goes. So much Bones-y deliciousness to cover, and only so many column inches to cover it all-where do we begin? With the case, of course! Though satisfying in the gruesomeness of it’s opening scenes, this week’s case served as vehicle for the interactions between characters, and is mightily overshadowed by the strength of the portrayals all around. Surprisingly late in the episode, Pelant, in name only, resurfaces as the source of everyone’s lingering malaise, and of course, of Sweets’ insecurity. Okay, so a crisis of faith isn’t funny, but Sweets’ continually way-off-base diagnoses of everyone around him is kinda funny. Injecting a touch of levity into the back-home terrain while Brennan and Booth are out galavanting about a Virginian reservation, Sweets (John Francis Daley) endures a crisis of faith played out in several slapstick sequences, which glide along the hairy edge of absurd, but culminate in an understated, yet emotional exchange between himself and Booth.
Howard Epps’ neurotoxin in “The Man in the Cell” and learns the beauty of leaning on those closest to her. Review as it originally appeared on ScreenSpy.
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