Kin: Season 1, Episode 5, Part 1
It's episode 5 of the first season of Kin and you know what that means? Heist time! I love the family melodrama but sometimes you need a heist. In this part of the recap I will spend an inordinate amount of time waxing poetic about my love for Michael Kinsella. But first, a warning. These recaps will spoil you for the entire first season of Kin. THIS ONE IN PARTICULAR.
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This recap's looking like a three parter, so buckle up!
The episode starts with a dude in what looks like a security uniform sitting at a table, innocently eating something out of a bowl in front of his tv. The doorbell rings and two masked men rush into his house with guns. It’s Eric and Jimmy. The dude is Con Doyle’s son.
In Eric’s former car, Amanda pulls up his GPS route and prints out the results, so you know that's gonna bite Frank and Eric in the butt in the near future.
Meanwhile, Con Doyle’s hanging out at a boxing gym when he receives a text message with a pic of his son on his knees being threatened, followed by a pinned location. He zooms out of there with a quickness.
Cut to Michael waiting for Con, an old van behind him.
Con arrives reasonably worked up. His car skids to a stop and he comes out holding a piece of pipe. Michael is completely unimpressed. He holds out his phone and tells Con to take a look. It’s a video of Jimmy pouring gasoline on his son. Wow, does that sound so much worse when you type it out. I am here to drool over Michael Kinsella, not question his morality. Still, we’ll get to it.
Con’s pissed; his son has nothing to do with this. “Neither did Jamie,” Michael says. Ohhhhh. Con repeats the company line, that Jamie’s death was an accident. That crap doesn’t hold any water with the Kinsellas, not anymore. Unlike Jamie, Con’s son is still alive and he’ll stay that way as long as Con helps them. I love that this plan hinges on Con loving his son enough to steal from Eamon. Con tries to make Michael the bad guy, but he’s helped kill five of their allies over the past however many days and who knows how many people he’s killed in the past. Michael’s over it.
Michael: How many people have you killed, Con? I’ve lost count. Spare me the sermon. What happens now is up to you.
This is why I give the Kinsellas somewhat of a pass here. Eamon and his flunkies have been terrorizing them for the flimsiest of reasons since they killed Caolan Moore. Con, like his boss, can dish it out but not take it.
Michael gets it down to brass tax, they want Eamon’s gear (drugs). He gives Con one minute to decide while he waits in the passenger seat of the van. Michael, at the very least, isn’t bluffing. After about thirty seconds he lifts his cell phone to make the call, prompting Con to drop the pipe and storm over to the van while Michael calmly puts on his seat belt. He’s such a shit.
In the most awkward car ride ever, Michael questions Con about where they’re headed. We find out it's some kind of guarded facility and the guard works for Eamon. Michael is unphased. Michael is always unphased.
He hides in the back of the van while Con talks his way into the facility, a building full of giant storage crates. Once safely inside, Michael climbs out and Con prepares to bring one of the crates down.
Meanwhile, Frank is waiting in his car for the next phase of the plan. It’s an important plan and he needs to be focused so of course he immediately SNORTS SOME COKE.
What is it with the men in this family getting high while Michael is in dangerous situations? Get it together, man! Now is not the time!
Back at the facility, Con brings down an enormous crate full of drugs. Together, Con and Michael empty it out into the back of the van.
I like how the minute Con made the decision to go along with the plan to save his son, he just followed through. You can almost pretend they're partners. Then Con threatens Michael, tells him he’s a dead man and that Eamon will make an example out of him. Michael is…yep, still unimpressed, and starting to ride the high of what he’s managed to pull off.
Now THIS is the most awkward car ride ever. Michael has Con take him to a restaurant and get out of his van full of the entire country of Ireland’s drug supply and wait for a call from his son telling him where to find him. Con angrily gets out. He can’t help but spit out one more toothless threat. “I’ll see you buried, Michael.” No, honey, you won’t.
As Con walks into the restaurant, Frank slides into the driver’s seat next to Michael and the two take off.
Frank asks how much they got. It’s a lot. So much Frank momentarily confuses the 60K of coke and 80K of heroin for grams. But it’s kilos not grams, and it’s worth about 50 million Euro. Michael laughs, ACTUALLY LAUGHS, and they take a minute to enjoy the score, the enormity of what they’ve done hovering just out of sight.
Ok, let’s take a minute to talk about Michael. I have some very biased, unvetted thoughts to share. This episode may as well be titled ‘100 Reasons I Love Michael Kinsella.’ I’ll spare you and only cover a few.
This opening starts to paint a picture of Michael’s general mien as a criminal. When Con comes at him with his pipe, Michael doesn’t move. He keeps one hand in his pocket while the other holds his phone out a few inches. He doesn’t even extend his arm, forcing Con to get closer to see the video.
When Michael rides in the back of the van alone, it seems like his biggest concern is getting jostled around when there could have been anything waiting for him.
He shrugs off Con’s threats like they’re nothing. This kind of fearlessness and/or recklessness is like catnip to me, but what really puts it over the top is his expressions. He can’t hide those big old puppy eyes, but he can make the rest of his face as calm as possible. As a result he doesn’t look overly cocky or aggressive, and there’s little playfulness or provocation. His swagger is his lack of swagger. He’s confident he has the upper hand and, instead of capitalizing on that (picture Eric in this same situation), he keeps it lowkey. He did the same when Eamon approached him at the funeral, and when Frank gave Jimmy the money from Caolan Moore. He’ll do it again at the end of the season, when he kills Eamon. The most we get out of him during this entire heist is a pinch of excitement once all the drugs are loaded.
I wonder if he was always this way, or if his younger self had more of that traditional swagger. Maybe jail changed him, maybe his dead nephew/son and terrible relationship with his daughter made him reckless and numb. Regardless, it’s the perfect temperament to ensure things don’t escalate in the middle of a volatile situation while pissing people off afterwards AND adding to his reputation. He just calmly walked into Eamon’s storehouse and stole 50 million dollars worth of drugs like he was going to the grocery. You can also see what kind of team he and Jimmy must have made, Jimmy all explosive violence while Michael stands by like he’s waiting in line for the DMV, bored and a little annoyed, knowing if someone needs to die he’ll be the one to do it, like anyone else takes out the garbage.
On that note, we're barely ten minutes in but that’s it for this post. Check out part 2 here!
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