Peter Krause, Civic Duty
For five critically acclaimed seasons, audiences knew Peter Krause as the troubled prodigal son who returned home to run his late father's mortuary on Six Feet Under. Since the HBO series concluded, the Minnesota native has been working on various projects, including Sci Fi's The Lost Room and the provocative thriller Civic Duty. Opening this weekend in limited release, the indie stars Krause as a recently laid-off accountant who begins to suspect that his new neighbor may be an Islamic extremist. TVGuide.com spoke with the actor about Civic Duty as well as Dirty Sexy Money, a "can't miss" pi
Question: I enjoyed The Lost Room on Sci Fi, but it left a lot of unanswered questions about the room and the objects. Do you know if it was intended as a pilot at all? It seems with the number of objects out there, there would be lots of opportunities for various story lines, especially with all the varying beliefs of what the objects are meant for.
Answer: As someone who didn't enjoy The Lost Room, who found all the hand-wringing over deadly Bics and time-stopping combs to be laughable at best (when did I become such a Scrooge about TV fantasy?), I can only say I hope it wasn't intended as a pilot. Besides, there already was a series devoted to supernatural objects (and it was pretty bad, too): the syndicated Friday the 13th series. The only reason Sci Fi would pursue a sequel or a series version is if the Lost Room ratings went through the roof. And while I could be wrong, I'm assuming they didn't, or Sci Fi already would have issued a release crowing about the numbers ...
Peter Krause and Julianna Margulies, The Lost Room
America loves it when an average Joe suddenly exhibits superpowers — witness the success of the Spider-Man movies and NBC's white-hot Heroes. Now Sci Fi Channel is taking that premise one crazy step further. In The Lost Room, a sprawling $20 million, six-hour miniseries (premiering tonight at 9 pm/ET), it's not the people who have amazing abilities, it's the simple, ordinary objects. There's a comb that stops time, a nail file that induces sleep, a pen that can microwave a body and — the big-ticket item — a key to a 1960s motel room that will open a portal to any destination in the world. Crime lords covet these objects, as do millionaires and religious crackpots, because to possess one is to possess its power.
But all Peter Krause wants to possess right now is some bug repellent. The actor, in his first
Elmo tickles me, and I couldn't be more pleasantly surprised.
Not the cute Muppet but the fictional town of Elmo, Alaska, the gorgeously rustic setting of Men in Trees. Here, men are men, women are scarce and romantic comedy frequently erupts, spreading warmth all around.
At first, I dismissed Trees as a flimsy rip-off of Northern Exposure with a Sex and the City sensibility. (Trees' creator, Jenny Bicks, was a producer of that HBO hit.) I wasn't entirely wrong. Elmo can't hold a candle to Cicely's quirky brilliance, but it isn't meant to.
As I caught up with episodes that had aired on Fridays until ABC moved it after Grey's Anatomy — a better fit than the pretentious Six Degrees — I began to reli