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Look, Psych isn’t going to change your life. Its mysteries aren’t any better than the ones on the grimy procedurals. There are no overarching swaths of character growth that reward obsessive viewing. It’s not populated by young people who look like they’ve been carved from marble. But you know what Psych does have going for it? It’s lots of fun–and who doesn’t like having fun?
Do you really need to know anything beyond a premise that has a loveable gadabout and verbal gymnast (James Roday) who worked 57 jobs (including selling concessions at six consecutive baseball All-Star games and driving the Weinermobile) before realizing that the observational skills drilled into him by a cop father (Corbin Bernsen) allow him to solve crime under the guise of being a psychic? Or that said fake psychic’s long-suffering best friend–speller extraordinaire and possessor of the SuperSniffer–is played by The West Wing‘s Dule Hill? Or that the intrigued police chief is none other than Young Mrs. Landingham (Kristen Nelson)?
Fine–try these on for size: they once solved a crime by pretending to channel a cat who got shotgun privileges in the tiny blue Toyota Yaris they drive. The show recently cast Tim Curry and Gina Gershon as Simon Cowell and Paula Abdul doubles. At the end of every first run of an episode, they show a “Psych-Out,” which usually involves the cast bursting into song. Characters sometimes wear Civil War-era uniforms or dinosaur heads. And they work a pineapple into every episode. Watching Psych is like eating a banana split–it might be empty calories, but it sure tastes good, and by Friday night you’ve earned a little treat. New episodes start Friday, January 11, on USA Network, which is showing a marathon of previous Season Two episodes all day in anticipation–bet I can find the pineapple before you do.