Goddamn Right – Preacher’s Back

Preacher, AMC’s adaptation of the Garth Ennis and Steve Dillion comic series, returns in all its glorious, blasphemous absurdity for season 2.

Preacher’s a weird show. On the one hand, it deals with heady topics like religion, morality, and one’s purpose in life. On the other hand, there’s a scene where a drunken Irish vampire fights two angels with a chainsaw inside a church. And let’s not forget how, in the first episode, Tom Cruise exploded because a giant angel-demon hybrid baby tried to possess him. Or how the first season ended with a montage of most of the cast losing their minds and committing horrific acts of violence and depravity because they discovered God had abandoned the universe, all set to a power ballad cover of Blind Melon’s “No Rain”.

It’s weird in the best way possible.

Season two of Preacher begins pretty much where the comic starts. Our three “heroes”, Jesse, the eponymous preacher (Dominic Cooper), Tulip, an assassin who’s somehow the moral center of the trio (Ruth Negga), and Cassidy, the Irish scene-stealing vampire (played with manic enthusiasm by Joseph Gilgun) are on the road, searching for God who seems to have vacated his heavenly throne. Pursuing them is the unstoppable Saint of Killers, the Terminator by way of Cormac McCarthy (Graham McTavish).

Gone are the majority of the side characters from the first season. Because the town of Anville blew up in season one’s finale. There’s actually a running joke in the first two episodes where neither Jesse, Tulip, nor Cassidy notice that the town exploded. And when they finally do learn the truth, they only spare a brief moment to mourn their home from the previous season.             Now normally if a show jettisoned something like eighty percent of its cast by way of a massive methane refinery explosion, it’s probably in trouble. Perhaps their budget got cut or they let a writer submit a script after they were fired. Something. But Preacher isn’t a normal show, and it only seems to have gotten better by shifting focus to where it belongs: on Jesse, Cassidy, and Tulip. The way they play off of each other is the bedrock of the show. And the writing and the performances are a solid foundation for the maelstrom of weirdness they’re sure to encounter.

Hitler’s gonna be in an episode. So, there’s that.

I’m glad Preacher is back and headed in the right direction. I’m excited to see what this season has in store for us. It’s a rare delight to see something balance horrendous violence, blasphemy, strong character work, and good old-fashioned slapstick with such grace and panache.

[Photo Credit: AMC]

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