Following my last posting, Jo-anne thinks Richard influences me too much. Well then, before Rich returns I shall counterstrike and mark my scent here by plastering pictures of hot hot celebrities. Did I hear Richard go “oh shit?”
Alrighty - I’ll spare the visuals of my imaginary . For now. But I have to take it out on something. On cable… the CSI franchise… Gil Grissom has resigned and Mac Taylor just got over his 333 story arc… But why in the name of forensic, aren’t you, Horatio “H” Caine, and your excessive bad one-liners and aviator shades fidgeting, certifiably dead yet?
I watch too much CSI and CSI: NY but I pulled the tracks on CSI: Miami during Season 3. Blah. Apologies to fans of the series but me thinks the team’s just not holding it together. They just had to kill Speed (the actor Rory Cochrane wanted out - wise) the one cool guy with the power to negate the over-the-top antics of the other over-zealous members. Throw in Horatio’s sunglasses of justice and awful Caineism and it’s so bad that it’s so bad. CSI and CSI: NY are awesome but for the love of crime scene test kits I cannot comprehend the tackiness of the Miami spin-off. So tacky Michael Mann’s Miami Vice deserves Oscar and Berlin Bear awards in comparison. But if you are complaining that Vegas’ too dark and NY’s too cold, may then I suggest Dexter? Also set in sunny Miami-Dade only with good dialogue and waaaaaay less aviator shades. Michael C. Hall stars as the titular cuddly but utterly Freudian case study serial killer.














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