It was natural to wonder how they would get Peralta back into the 99th Precinct house again and how long it would take once the second season began. The answer? It took about five minutes.
This episode was like my favorite winter jacket. I may not have worn it for six months, but it fits like a glove, it's comfortable and familiar, and does the job it's designed to do.
Brooklyn Nine-Nine is frequently deceptively sharp, clever, and layered. Ultimately, it was a delight to see this team brought back together and heading into what looks to be an interesting, weird, and hilarious second season.
It's funny, maybe not as funny as it should be, but still chock full of terrific gags and punchlines, most of them property of Lo Truglio and Braugher.
The reason why Brooklyn Nine-Nine clicks back into place so seamlessly is due to how well defined these characters are. We don't need to be reintroduced to anyone.
At first glance Brooklyn Nine-Nine looks like a vehicle for the SNL comedian Samberg but it's much more an ensemble comedy. And it's the chemistry between the characters that makes this daft send-up of Seventies cop comedies worth watching.
