Could ‘Big Little Lies’ get any juicier in Season Two? Hold my pink fizzy cocktail ...
Meryl Streep’s arrival ups the entertainment factor on HBO’s dark, gripping series.
This review contains SPOILERS from Season One of “Big Little Lies.” But you shouldn’t watch Season Two of “Big Little Lies” without first watching the first season anyway. Thank you and carry on.
When last we saw the women of “Big Little Lies” in 2017, they had vanquished an execrable enemy and had seemed to find a collective measure of peace and closure.
Or had they?
Based on the novel by Liane Moriarty and featuring one of the best casts in the history of modern television, HBO’s limited series “Big Little Lies” was a popular and critical success, garnering 16 Emmy nominations and eight wins.
Here’s the great news: the “limited” series now has a second season (premiering June 9), with none other than Meryl Streep joining that all-star cast led by Nicole Kidman, Laura Dern, Reese Witherspoon, Zoe Kravitz, Shailene Woodley, Adam Scott and Alexander Skarsgard.
8 to 9 p.m. Sundays beginning June 9 on HBO
That’s right: Skarsgard is back, even though his abusive and monstrous Perry was killed off in Season One, and I’ll say no more than that.
In keeping with the first chapter, “Big Little Lies” season two is a smart, dark, gripping, often wickedly funny story of beautiful people living with ugly secrets while committing dirty deeds in stunningly gorgeous Monterey, California.
We hit the ground running with such force you might want to fasten your seatbelts.
• Nicole Kidman’s Celeste is haunted by nightmares and has conflicting feelings about the death of her husband. (This plot element and how it is handled is sure to be controversial.)
• Laura Dern’s Renata is helicopter parenting and it’s spiraling out of control.
• Reese Witherspoon’s Madeline is as manic as ever and on the brink of domestic family disaster.
•Shailene Woodley’s Jane is considering a romance but is still coping with past events.
• Zoe Kravitz’s Bonnie is haunted by her role in Perry’s death and has all but checked out of her marriage.
•All five are wondering if they did the right thing in concocting the story about Perry slipping and falling to his death — and worrying they might yet find themselves back in the police station, answering more questions about what REALLY happened that fateful night.
And that’s just the Cliff’s Notes version of the rising tides of melodrama engulfing this seemingly idyllic community.
It’s pure joy to watch these brilliant performers interacting with one another, whether their characters are in conflict, bonding over deep secrets or leaning on one another as they deal with the often-disappointing men in their lives. They are magnificent.
How could it get any juicier, any more entertaining? Oh, how about Streep as the peculiar and blunt and deeply unsettling Mary Louise, mother of Perry, who has come to town to help Celeste with her sons but also to seek the truth about her beloved, “perfect” son, who couldn’t possibly have done the things they say he did.
(Nifty sidebar note, courtesy of a Vanity Fair article: When Moriarty was writing the novella upon which Season Two is based, she had Streep in mind for the part of Perry’s mother and named her Mary Louise because that’s Streep’s given name.)
Early in episode one, Madeline sees Mary Louise at an outdoor table at the coffee shop, approaches and reminds Mary Louise she’s Celeste’s friend.
When Madeline asks how Mary Louise is doing, the reply comes:
“I can’t complain. Actually I can.” [Beat.] “My son is dead.”
For once, Madeline is put on her heels and isn’t the dominant person in the moment — and it gets even more uncomfortable when Mary Louise says to Madeline, out of the blue:
“You’re very short. I don’t mean that in a negative way.” [Beat.] “Maybe I do. I find little people to be untrustworthy.”
The Television Academy might as well start engraving the Emmy for supporting actress in a limited series with Streep’s name.
HBO made the first three episodes available for critics. When episode four debuts in a few weeks, I’ll be there not as a reviewer but a viewer, as keen as all the other “BLL” fans to see what madness will transpire next in this crazy town.