Much like the latest Trek movies, there is a prayer which goes out when Hollywood tried to reinvent a classic. "Please," we whisper, "please make it good." In this case, the television gods responded "yes." The original show was off-beat, unexpected, and more smile-and-reflect funny than outright-guffaws funny. Yes, there were schlocky physical bits but the strength was in the cast and the dry, witty dialog delivered at light-speed by capable actors. The reboot has all of this. Melissa Rauch embodies the joy and upbeat fun of Harry Stone. The new prosecutor, India de Beaufort, shows much of the ego and smarmyness of Dan Fielding but in a very 21st century, female-forward way. Kapil Talwalker plays a nicely dorky assistant and Lacretta is delightfully weird as the bailiff (if you can't have Richard Moll and Marsha Warfield, I'll take a quirky combo of them both). And then, of course, is John Larroquette. Who is ... wonderful. Of course. By making him the defense attorney there is new territory to cover. All of this makes for a watchable, enjoyable show. Brava, Bravo. Keep up the good work.
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