
The honeymoon is now over for Wyatt the Company hitman and the grim verdict can be delivered - he isn't fit to lick Agent Kellerman's boots. Every time he ambles into view that over-familiar chiming bell sound infuriatingly greets his entrance to remind us that he's a baddie, in case the shades, dark suit, dour expression and tendency to murder children hadn't quite hammered home the point yet.
Sarah Wayne Callies was finally given something interesting to do, with Sara Tancredi's return to the bottle allowing the fine actress to exercise her thespian muscles. It was hardly Leaving Las Vegas in terms of a descent into alcoholism, but it helped to break up the testosterone overload that pervades Prison Break.
Indeed, there was very little else apart from macho posturing during the undercover mission for Scofield and the boys at the police function. Surely some more fun could have been had with the team all dressed up as coppers? Also, why doesn't Lincoln Burrows attempt some kind of disguise when out in public to prevent him being repeatedly recognised? At the very least, grow the hair a bit or a cultivate a 'tache. He may as well be blessed with luxuriant facial hair to compensate for his less than lavish personality.
Fortunately, T-Bag knows how to adopt a disguise - and does so with real flair and a sinister form of humour. It's a joy to relish him acting out the "handicapable" Cole Pfeiffer uber-salesman persona, while gradually unravelling the mystery of the bird book. It's certainly a far more involving plot thread than the Scylla silliness.
Prison Break, unlike Wyatt, is managing to stave off the tolling bell. The prospect of the delectable Gretchen unleashing herself from captivity is definitely enough to pique the interest for next week's episode.

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