O'Loughlin is a moon-faced charisma vacuum who has the edgy wit and delivery of a 50 year old arthritic UPS driver. Whereas David Boreanaz was dangerous, sexy and physically imposing even in his pie-eating phase, O'Loughlin misses every mark he aims at, his charming moments are vapid, his action scenes are fluffy.
At one point he goes to answer a door and manages to be unconvincing. Let me just repeat that for emphasis, he is unconvincing at acting out opening a door.
His line is "Yeah, yeah." in response to the door knocking. I think the writer imagined the delivery to be one of impatience and world-weary grouchiness. Instead "Yeah, yeah." said by O'Loughlin is reminiscent of alternative pop duo "They Might Be Giants".
St. John (not the baptist) comes across a ferociously inept reporter called Beth Turner, played by Sophia Myles who looks like Kate Winslet, but oddly moon-faced, which I think is where the series title came from.
She goes undercover as a college student (she takes 10 years off by wearing pigtails, not since Clouseau has a disguise worked this well) in order to trap the obviously not-guilty cult leader (played by the fellow who appeared in Buffy as Dracula just to throw the sinus-infected audience off the scent).
In Scooby Doo tradition it is of course the background character we are introduced to briefly who is the true culprit and St. John (unfortunately still not the baptist) goes into green screen action mode and the audience is amazed that even a car drive can be such a bad special effect.
I remember trying one of the early virtual reality headsets and along with the feeling of nausea from just those expensive 20 minutes, I felt sick for months after if i saw a certain Dire Straits video on MTV.
Moonlight's special effects made me remember those halcyon days.
And yet the strange spinning sensation didn't end there as St. John (also not the superb goalscorer for Liverpool in previous decades) is having Beauty and The Beast style pant-tightening thoughts for the reporter in an incredibly disturbing way.
Thanks to the power of Vaseline covered lenses and shockingly bad narration we are treated to flashbacks that reveal St. John saved Miss Turner over 20 years ago and has been keeping tabs on her since, from afar.
Yep, he wants to nail the girl he has been stalking since she was about 8 years old.
My jaw actually dropped.
To prove every cloud has a silver lining, the previously fabulous Jason Dohring who devoured the screen as Logan in Veronica Mars plays an ancient vampire who gives Mick his orders.
Do you remember a slow mo shot and "Get out of there!" being screamed at Rocky Balboa in Rocky III?
Now instead of Rocky in the ring cut to Jason Dohring in Moonlight who struggles heroically to turn swill into wine and rises above the rest of the cast by actually acting as if he has acted before.
A femme fatale was introduced but I didn't care as soon my fortitude won out and the episode came to an end.
Moonlight is quite possibly the worst first episode of a series that I have had the misfortune and bewilderment to see.
Avoid like the plague if possible, use as a straw man argument that Smallville is good if you so desire.
P.s.Jason Dohring, please, listen to Apollo Creed, he was the Count of Monte Fisto afterall.