If you think about it, since the “Police Women of Broward County” concern themselves with drugs, prostitution and other (mostly petty) crimes, they could have titled this “Miami-Adjacent Vice” had that cleared legal. But of course, the real inspiration here is “Cops” with a feminine touch, following a handful of female officers as they go about their dangerous jobs in a traditionally male profession. The show is produced crisply enough, but given the cut-rate offenses on display, it at times leaves you feeling sorry for the perps.
The 10-part series takes a small step beyond “Cops” by delving into the personal lives of the featured policewomen. Three are in their 20s (including a single mom), while 48-year-old Julie Bower investigates sex crimes and missing-persons cases.
The series obviously employs a considerable degree of calculation, hoping the protagonists’ gender will draw in the channel’s mostly female audience. Yet for all the talk about priorities (as in “My fear is not coming back to my son”) and making a difference, the actual police work here is decidedly unglamorous, focusing on relatively small-time infractions given what we’ve come to expect from scripted cop dramas.
“Man, don’t cage me,” one suspect caught with a crack pipe pleads. “I just got out of jail, man. … I was riding to the church.”
Every crime agency, seemingly, will eventually get its own TV show, particularly if they’re situated in a locale where the climate ensures that people sweat a lot. The result is a growing platoon of would-be famous cops, busting down doors to loud, urgent music.
By that generous measure, these “Police Women of Broward County” fit right in with the rest of their contemporaries. But in terms of true drama, where’s Angie Dickinson when we need her?