‘The Waterfront': Where crime and dysfunction are a family affair

Los Angeles Times

5 hours ago

Kevin Williamson, whose previous screen creations include teen romantic drama ('Dawson's Creek'), meta slasher horror ('Scream') and teen supernatural gothic ('The Vampire Diaries'), has thrown his hat into the popular dysfunctional-family-doing-crimes ring with 'The Waterfront,' premiering Thursday on Netflix. Set in North Carolina, like 'Dawson's Creek,' it's a soap opera with drug smuggling.
Welcome to Havenport. As crime families go, the Buckleys are not the Corleones, although their involvement with the darker side of life is generational. (Legitimately they run fishing boats and a fancy restaurant and are sitting on a prize piece of undeveloped seafront property.) Grandpa (deceased) was some kind of troublemaker; father Harlan (Holt McCallany), who fondly remembers the cocaine trade of his younger days, when people dressed well and were polite, has checked out of all family affairs after a heart attack or two in favor of drinking and cheating on his unusually understanding wife, Belle (Maria Bello).
Meanwhile, without telling Harlan, Belle and son Cane (Jake Weary), a disappointed former high school hero, have been providing boats to idiot drug smugglers in order to pay off mortgages and loans that might cause them to lose their aboveboard businesses and cherished identity as the Buckleys of Havenport. When things go south, they get drawn in deeper — Cane, reluctantly, and Harlan, almost enthusiastically. It makes him feel like his old self again and gives him a reason to bully Cane — in order, he imagines, to toughen him up. But he's basically a bully — imposing yet somehow bland.
Cane had a chance to play college football in Miami, but his father undercut his confidence; he is still waiting for it to return.
'I'm really good at almost,' he tells high school girlfriend Jenna (Humberly González), whose unexpected return to town has him emotionally unsettled, in spite of having a perfectly lovely wife, Peyton (Danielle Campbell), and a young daughter. 'Almost good enough. Almost a good guy. I'm almost a good husband, father, son. Just not quite, you know.' (Jenna is nominally a journalist, working in Atlanta. 'I read some of your articles online,' says Cade. 'You're a good writer!')
The remaining Buckley, younger sister Bree (Melissa Benoist), is not currently doing any crimes, though she earlier burned her family's house down and is now permitted to see her sulky teenage son, Diller (Brady Hepner), only in the presence of a court-appointed chaperon. Not that Diller wants to see her at all; she did burn his house down. ('No one was hurt,' Bree points out. 'Physically,' Diller replies.) But manners are manners, whatever your mother's done, and she was an addict, after all. Now she's out of rehab, going to meetings and working in the family restaurant, though asking to get back into the front office. Perhaps she has an ulterior motive; so many of these characters do.
Also in the intertwined mix: Gerardo Celasco as too-buff-by-half Drug Enforcement Administration agent Marcus Sanchez; Michael Gaston as dangerous Sheriff Clyde Porter, an old frenemy of Harlan, seething with class resentment; and Rafael L. Silva as Shawn, the new bartender at the Buckleys' restaurant, whose poor knowledge of mixology raises alarms. Topher Grace is on the cast list for a future appearance.
Given that Williamson grew up where the series is set and is the son of a fisherman, one might have hoped for more local color and a little insight into the fishing business, rather than concentrating on the criminal shenanigans and sexy stuff that could happen anywhere and does. (Yes, I have odd hopes.)
Instead, everything's a little fuzzy, lacking in detail. Characters put on attitudes and get in and out of trouble — there are shootings and scrapes, surprising reveals and shocking events — but few are, or seem about to develop into, interesting people. (Only three episodes of eight were out for review, so something might well pop; still, that's three hours of television down.) They're a little bland, even, and what happens to any of them, though of idle interest, is never really a compelling question. Belle stands out by virtue of being played by Bello and given at least one scene in which she seems like a regular, empathetic person, and Bree can be sympathetic, given how much her son hates her. I would counsel Peyton, one of the few without an agenda — so far, anyway — to take her daughter and leave town, but I'm guessing that won't happen.
If in some ways 'The Waterfront' feels assembled off the shelf, there's enough activity that some viewers, possibly a lot of them, will dig in just to see how this thing caroms into that. That's the engine that runs no small amount of television. It's easy enough to watch. And sometimes 'just OK' equals 'good enough.'