After watching RPM Miami last night we're not sure quite what to think. We know that the show is Mun2's testosterone-fueled sausage fest, which promotes women as immoral, materialistic whores, but...it's still fun to watch.
The show -- think the Fast and the Furious shot telenovela-style -- revolves around a group of 305-ers who are involved in street racing - some inadvertently.
The melodramatic hi-jinks begin when Alejandro, played by
Salvadorian actor Adrian Bellani, an Army Ranger who has returned from
Iraq, returns to Miami from the war only to find his father missing, his
mother distraught, and his little sister whoring it up. Of course no
proper Latino male would put up with this so Alejandro sets out to
discover the truth, set things right, avenge his father, oh -- you know
the rest.
unlike most productions shot in Miami, the locations are easily
recognizable to locals. In last night's episode, we recognized Churchill's
Pub in Little Haiti and Fritanga Moralimpia in Sweetwater.
night was only the third episode, but Latino writers are no slackers,
and in true telenovela fashion, kicked the drama into high gear:
Alejandro, still searching for his father, meets with Emilio, one of his dad's co-workers. Emilio is acting like a paranoid meth addict, talking in a weird code and saying stuff like, "the roses are wilting." Right before Emilio gets murdered, he passes on this piece of William Burroughs-esque information during a phone conversation with Alejandro. From that single and nonsensical phrase, Alejandro deduces that something is buried beneath a rose bush on the grounds of the guy's apartment complex.
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