by Daniel Erenberg
Somewhere, in a saner universe than our own, Nathan Fillion is the biggest movie star on the planet. He’s got matinee idol looks, he looks like he could take you in a fight, he’s as good at slapstick as he is at subtler verbal humor and he forces you to immediately care about the characters he plays, no matter how morally ambiguous they are. Unfortunately for his career and bank account, Fillion has historically chosen roles in difficult, unconventional films and television series destined from the start to be universally beloved critically while being watched by a very few devoted followers. He was Captain Malcolm Reynolds in Joss Whedon’s cult space western, Firefly, and its companioning theatrical release Serenity. He was a murderous and possibly immortal priest named Caleb in the last season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He starred as a man entering a cross-country race in FOX’s wonderful Drive, which aired for two weeks before its cancellation. Last year, he brought his charm to theaters in the minor indie hit Waitress. But now Fillion has done something totally genius. Following a stint last year on ABC’s Desperate Housewives, he’s taken a role in a middling, but halfway decent, crime-of-the-week police procedural on ABC, which airs after Dancing With The Stars. If Castle is even remotely watchable on a weekly basis, it’s going to be a hit.
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March 11, 2009 at 3:51pm
