Mike Land: professione detective

The acting and production are good to very good, there is an adequate supply of eye candy, and the basic plots are basic tropes. What's not to like? Plot holes, blind alleys, major plot points that are obvious but still only implied, and, my pettiness is exposed, truly dumb errors. Telling us we can fish for 200 lb marlin when marlin hit around 2000 lb. Pretending a GTO, which is a Pontiac, is the same thing as a Camaro. And that is not some minor silliness, since a cop actually tells them the registration is wrong, so the subject of car identification gets glaring attention. Or inattention, as it were. These errors do not rise to the level of a spoiler alert and they certainly do not hurt the plots, which have their own problems noted above. Okay. On a more basic level, the ocean and beach scenery is breathtaking, the Mexican mafia is very civil, and the FBI is not stalking PTA meeting folks. On the other hand, the FBI had just finished the disaster of Waco, Texas a couple of years earlier, so it was bad to see a crime show with the sitcom sub theme that the FBI is made up of morons... instead of dangerous thugs.