It's the bitterest of winters and spring seems near and yet so far. Fear not, though, there's news that will brighten your day. Suits is coming back to TV in March. The sassy, snarky people of the constantly re-named law firm that employs Harvey Specter (Gabriel Macht), Mike Ross (Patrick J. Adams), Rachel Zane (Meghan Markle), Louis Litt (Rick Hoffman) and Donna Paulsen (Sarah Rafferty) will be heating up your living room. Of course, the madness will all be overseen by Jessica Pearson (Gina Torres), a good, strong woman boss who more than holds her own against the supposed boys club that is Law.
With all due respect to Almost Human's Kennex and Dorian, Specter and Ross have the best bromance on TV. Macht and Adams have great banter between each other despite events that strained their professional and personal friendships in the past. This must continue this season - it's part of the glue that really holds the show together. Of course, they can get mad at each other every now and then — the show needs drama, after all. But if it drags on too long, then the show loses some of its luster.
The character whose personal change works best is Litt. At the show's beginning, he was supposed to be the firm's resident jerk and foil for Specter and Ross. As the seasons have passed, he has slowly fleshed out into a really loyal person with his own code of honor. The events in last season's finale had him learning of Ross' duplicity regarding the fact that he had never attended Harvard Law School — or any law school for any matter. This is a fact that Pearson and Specter both know, but have kept under wraps. If the old, first season Litt re-emerges, all hell could break loose. I'd actually be very sad if that happened, since Hoffman has been turning in a consistently nuanced performance straddling the line of a comedic device and real person.
The fourth season is kind of a tricky one. By all accounts, it should really be hitting its stride and firing on all cylinders, since the cast is largely comfortable with each other. Then again, it has to also push some envelopes, so as not to become stale. The problem is, if they push in the wrong direction, then things can fall apart very, very quickly and it's hard to get viewers back after missteps. But if the cast keeps its cohesiveness, then that would go a long, long way.
That said, get ready for March 6. Spring and sunshine won't be too far behind. Time to get the suits out of storage.
Hollywood actress Meghan Markle has split from her husband, according to a U.S. report. The Suits star separated from talent manager Trevor Engelson in August (13), reports Us Weekly magazine.
The couple dated for six years before they married in an intimate ceremony in Jamaica September, 2011.
In the beginning, Suits was about a hotshot lawyer and the smart ne'er do well he took under his wing (who wasn't technically a lawyer, but was smarter than most). But after two seasons, the USA dramedy has morphed into a funny drama about power dynamics in a female-led law firm and the relationships of its employees.
While much of the Season 2 finale action surrounded the pending merger of Pearson Hardman with the British firm of Harvey Spector's brilliant ex-girlfriend, the most shocking, jaw-dropping (and downright sexy) moment didn't surround the firm at all — it was an emotionally charged moment between almost-lovers Mike Ross (the non-lawyer lawyer in question) and Rachel Zane, the smart paralegal too shy to try for law school.
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Rachel confronted Mike about why he wouldn't send Harvard Law School a letter objecting to her rejection, and although it seemed like he might keep his mouth shut yet again, he finally confessed to Rachel what he'd almost revealed many times before: He wasn't actually a lawyer, and he never went to Harvard.
He didn't want to lose her respect or admiration (or attraction, frankly), but he realized he'd lose her anyway if he didn't tell her. Rachel ran away at first, but couldn't deny the magnetic moment between her and Mike and they wound up in showing the Pearson Hardman file room the sexiest time it has ever seen. Don't lie, this is a safe space: You totally rewound that a couple of times before you went to bed. You can tell yourself it was to examine what kind of core strength these two needed to balance their bodies across file shelves like that, but we all know the truth.
The post-Hardman aftermath was a major focus of the episode, too (sorry, it was the main focus, we're just flustered still after that ending), with Jessica asserting her power over Harvey to make him realize that she's still the dominant one in their partnership. Harvey lost his battle and the merger is happening, but he certainly won't be happy.
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Elsewhere in the episode, Louis had some great interactions with Donna, and Donna had some great interactions with Harvey and his sexy lady lawyer ex who's totally in love with him still (Donna is the best). Louis also had some fantastic moments with British Louis, the man at the other firm with his same job (played by the teacher from Love Actually).
The question of whether Harvey's name will go on the wall next to Jessica's is still up in the air, but who cares because that SEX SCENE YOU GUYS. It's all I can think about. It was so hot.
What did you think of the episode? Are you thinking about the merger at all, or are you still stuck on the Rachel/Mike developments too?
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Suits is about to leave our television-obsessed lives until it reemerges this winter. Luckily, we still have hours until Suits' summer finale hits USA and a little video sneak peek to tide you over.
While the season premiere found Harvey (Gabriel Macht) holding Mike's (Patrick J. Adams) fate like a baby bird, the summer finale puts Harvey in a pickle and now, he's the one who needs Mike. The problem is, Mike is nowhere to be found.
Well, we might know where he is. In the clip below, Mike uses his famous street smarts to obtain a little green. But why, Mike, why? Well, we'll have to wait until 10 PM ET for the answer to that question.
Suits concludes its summer run on USA at 10 PM ET Aug. 23. And during the episode, Mike's sometimes lady friend Rachel (Meghan Markle) will be answering burning questions on Character Chatter and #RachelChat on Twitter. So if you think about it, Suits fans have it pretty great today. Follow Kelsea on Twitter @KelseaStahler [Photo Credit: USA] More: 'Suits' Star Gina Torres Teases 'Insanely Intense' Summer Finale 'Suits' Stars Gabriel Macht and Patrick J. Adams on Season 2, Suiting Up, and Don Draper
Let's give a big hand to the two newest members of the Mile High Club. Yes total strangers Oliver (Ashton Kutcher) and Emily (Amanda Peet) hook up during an otherwise quiet flight from L.A. to New York City. Heck the two don't say a word until they bump into each other at the baggage claim. "Blah blah it's ruined " Emily moans the second Oliver opens his big mouth. How sweet. How could they not be soul mates? So what if they share nothing in common aside from a mutual attraction? The bashful Oliver's an aspiring Internet entrepreneur eager to marry the perfect woman live in a beautiful house and drive the flashiest car. The outgoing Emily's an actress with less talent than Paris Hilton and a thing for lousy musicians and writers. So why do director Nigel Cole and screenwriter Colin Patrick Lynch insist on making this lousy love match? They even drag this dead-end romance from the late 1990s to today as Oliver bets Emily $50 that he will have the life he desires in just seven years. Predictably absence makes the heart grow fonder and whenever they cross paths--from a day in New York City or a night in L.A.--they fall more in love with each other. Of course there's always something preventing them from making a commitment. Yawn. By the time Oliver and Emily decide it's now or never they've grown so whiny and wearisome you won't care whether they spend the rest of their lives together or apart.
Kutcher promises to slip on his tighty whities and model again for Calvin Klein if A Lot Like Love reigns supreme at the box office. Sorry girls that won't happen. But Kutcher does flash a little flesh when he drops his drawers for Peet. Otherwise he doesn't display much of anything else in his most wretched offering since My Boss's Daughter. If ever Kutcher wanted to prove he can inject a little charisma or personality into an underwritten role A Lot Like Love offers him his greatest opportunity. But he blows it. Or maybe he's not capable of doing anything other than getting so flustered he can barely spit out his words as he does in all his witless comedies. Kutcher's Oliver Martin is as bland as his name and as dull as his line of business. This makes it tough to believe Emily--in the form of the spunky Peet--would even think twice about pursuing a relationship with this drip. Then again the relentlessly grating Emily isn't exactly a prize catch negating Peet's efforts to give A Lot Like Love a little pungency. You have to pity Peet: she so willingly participates in one farcical flop after another--from Whipped to Saving Silverman to The Whole Ten Yards--that she's dangerously close to ruining what was never really a particularly promising career.
Ever cleaned out the back of your car and found a soundtrack CD you forgot you bought? Those CDs always boast great pop songs that you never hear on the radio anymore. But no matter how many times you listen to the songs you can't remember the film that accompanied the soundtrack. That's A Lot Like Love: terrific soundtrack lousy movie. To lazily evoke a sense of time and place director Nigel Cole leans heavily on well-worn hits from the late 1990s and early 2000s by Smash Mouth and Third Eye Blind. That would be all well and dandy if Cole at least injected A Lot Like Love with some comic pizzazz. For a film told over the course of seven years A Lot Like Love moves slowly awkwardly and uneventfully. Perhaps Cole left his sense of humor back in England where he directed the screwy Saving Grace and the plucky Calendar Girls. Or maybe he's more comfortable chronicling the misadventures of middle-aged women than the bed-hopping antics of self-involved twentysomethings. He gets so desperate for laughs that he makes Kutcher and Peet spit water at each other during a dinner eaten in silence. But the most grating moment sadly recalls Say Anything's sweet and touching climax: rather than blast Peter Gabriel's In Your Eyes from a boom box a guitar-strumming Kutcher instead serenades Peet with an unfunny off-key rendition of Bon Jovi's "I'll be There For You." OK so maybe not every song on the soundtrack deserves another spin.