By Matthew Gilbert : The Boston Globe
What can you say about a TV series that opens with Dennis Hopper spewing Bukowski-esque poetry at his own penis in the back of a limousine underneath the Hollywood sign? That it's not a very easy ride?
"Crash," based on the Oscar-winning movie, is a show that's madly in love with its own daring and importance. This drama is Hollywood all done up as a street thug - accosting you, threatening to punch you in the gut, shouting ugly words and nudging you to think "Oh how edgy" and "Oh how powerful." Long before the end of the long premiere, tonight at 10 on Starz, you'll tire of the writers' redundant efforts to make big statements about America, Racism, Sexism, Suppression, and Other Psycho-social Phenomena That Reek of Capital Letters.
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