The season four finale of “Entourage,” which aired on Sunday, epitomizes everything that has gone horribly wrong with this once entertaining show.
I started watching “Entourage” at its inception because I liked the mindless release found in predictable progression and quick-witted, easily quotable humor. The half-hour show, loosely based on the life of Mark Wahlberg and his boyhood friends, was more approachable than HBO’s longer, darker dramas such as “The Sopranos” and “Deadwood”.
When “Entourage” began its first season, it had a quick-moving, single plot line: “Head On,” a blockbuster hit for promising actor Vincent Chase (Adrian Grenier) forces the star and his manager-friend Eric Murphy (played by Kevin Connolly) to find the next project with Vince’s agent Ari Gold (Jeremy Piven). Ari wants to capitalize on Vince’s recent fame to land a studio picture deal, but Eric encourages Vince to look at a small independent film titled: “Queens Boulevard.” This plot worked for “Entourage.”