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While a nation has spent the past two years saying a hearty \u201cyes, chef!\u201d to FX\u2019s restaurant drama The Bear<\/em>\u2014and it is indeed a drama, despite the Emmys declaring it a comedy\u2014some of us have been unable to join the chorus. Christopher Storer\u2019s show has its merits: artful aesthetics, committed performances, insider knowledge of a fascinating industry. But it is also a series confused (or careless) about its intentions, unwilling to commit to anything\u2014tone, tempo, purpose\u2014except its own idea of itself as something grand.<\/p>\n The Bear<\/em> (whose third season premiered on Hulu on June 26) is a series whose experiments in form sometimes seem more calculating than curious. In contrast to the humble milieu the show aims to soberly depict\u2014scrappy folks working hard to make something special\u2014Storer increasingly stages the show as fugues of visual and aural poetry. He futzes with timeline and perspective, dares to present near entirely plotless episodes. But the central premise of the show has not been developed enough to support all this messing around. Storer seems more eager to show us what he can do on a technical level than he is in holding The Bear<\/em> together as a cohesive, discrete series.<\/p>\n What is The Bear<\/em> about? The anxieties and griefs of work and family. Ambition and the alienation it creates. Those are worthy subjects, and on occasion the show makes poignant assessment of them. But in all its shifts in style and focus, The Bear<\/em> does not, after three seasons, seem to be building to much of anything. Challenging creaky notions of television structure is all well and good\u2014in theory. Despite the now tarnished reputation of its creator, Louie<\/em> memorably did just that on a different version of the same network 14 years ago, helping to kick off a trend that led us to The Bear<\/em>. But that series was not really trying to tell an arced story; it was made to be episodic, non-linear. The Bear<\/em> wants to have its burnt Basque cheesecake and eat it too. What results is a distracted series, one whose diversions further weaken its central plotline.<\/p>\n Season three (mild spoilers to follow) opens with an episode that is essentially a musical montage peppered with bits of dialogue. It churns forward and backward in time as talented and self-thwarting Chicago chef Carmy (Jeremy Allen White<\/strong>) contends with stresses past and present. He\u2019s haunted by his time spent in the kitchens of other chefs\u2014demanding but gracious Terry (Olivia Colman), a cruel if brilliant overseer played by Joel McHale\u2014and by his recent meltdown during the opening of his own restaurant, The Bear, once a family-owned Italian beef joint. It\u2019s lovely to look at and a bit overbearing, yet another noodling with form that forsakes narrative for mood.<\/p>\n The standalone experiments are the strongest parts of season three. The eighth episode, \u201cIce Chips,\u201d is essentially a two-hander between side characters\u2014Abby Elliott<\/strong>\u2019s Sugar and Jamie Lee Curtis<\/strong>\u2019s difficult matriarch Donna\u2014as they navigate a major life rite in tight closeup, bickering and reconciling. The acting is big, but it works; it\u2019s the highlight of the season. Episode six, \u201cNapkins,\u201d is another standout, a gentle look back at one character\u2019s origin story (sort of) that features graceful performances (especially from the great Liza Col\u00f3n-Zayas<\/strong>) and credibly lived-in writing. The episode was deftly directed by series co-star Ayo Edebiri<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n