Heated Rivalry S1 — 4/5
An associate once made the point that regular people are bad actors. Meaning, if you were watching a conversation play out in public, looking at them as though you were watching TV, you'd only believe it to be real because you see it taking place in reality. Take that conversation to a stage, with the exact dialogue, with those exact people, nothing changes, except it now feels false. On the flip side — there's absolutely an amateurish quality to this show, but that doesn't hurt its believability. Shane Hollander feels both like a bad actor, and a believably boring, stiff person. Part of me questions why Ilya would be in love with him, this man who he constantly calls boring, and the other part of me sees that they are clearly in love. I was amazed at how quickly the show jumped into explicit sex scenes, and then slowly draws emotional connection out of that. It starts as a silly show about hockey players that kiss and, by the fifth episode, becomes something transcendent. I ultimately watched this show not because of the chatter, but because Jacob Tierney was behind it, and he was capable of similar moments of greatness in how he portrayed the cast of 'Shoresy'; there's something undeniable in his ability to make you care about a relationship. He's really good at extracting the most from what he's got.
And hey, guys, the sex scenes didn't give me a boner, so I can officially say I'm not gay. Yay!
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