"Magic City" (10 tonight, Starz) pulls together all the hot motifs: There are mobsters, there's the beautiful Miami Beach scenery and it all takes place in a fancy hotel in the late 50s, so you get the glamour and the great clothes. There's lots of nekkid breasts on display too.

Those elements make for a beautiful series, but sadly the superficial aspects are as good as it gets. "Magic City" is so cool it leaves you cold. It's missing a solid center.

I think part of the problem is the handsome, likable star Jeffrey Dean Morgan, who plays dapper Miramar Playa Hotel owner Ike Evans, a non-religious Jew who lost his wife to cancer, and is remarried to Vera (Olga Kurylenko), a beautiful former showgirl striving to be the perfect Jewish wife.

The title "You Don't Know Jack" (HBO, 9 tonight) already gives you a hint that this might be a different kind of biopic.

After all, this is the story of Jack Kevorkian, the face of assisted suicide in this country, which wouldn't seem a subject begging for a sassy moniker.

But it works. The first hour of "You Don't Know Jack" is a lively, funny look at a man that lots of people have heard of, even seen, yet know little about. As played by Al Pacino, he is a hoot, a character, a quirky, stubborn man who's certain he's on the right path because it just makes sense to him.

The second hour, though, gets darker.