A Thought
Imagine a city where a single man is the sole arbiter of justice. It is a lawless city, filled with maniacs and crime. And so this man must fight to protect the innocents and bring the guilty to justice.
But he is not alone! He is helped by long suffering detectives -- who have gotten used to this man appearing, collecting a piece of evidence, and then disappearing again. Leaving them to clean up the mess.
And there are his assistants. Young, brash. Some of whom have fallen in the line of duty -- and suffered tragedies of their own.
And they all must face against villains who arrive, escape, and the return again to menace our hero and his city. The villains employ grandiose plans and clever tricks. And they blow up a lot of stuff. More than one of them has become a villain thanks to the hero's own actions.
What do you think I'm talking about here? Surely I must be referring to Batman. But if you happen to watch television, you may realize that I'm referring to CSI: Miami.
Yeah, I know it's insane. But Kalinara and I (who are both fans of the show) got to talking. And we realized that the show (which is stupid and awesome in a very familiar way) is very much like a comic book. Sure, it doesn't accurately represent law enforcement. Or the city of Miami. But how often do comic book accurately represent anything?
CSI: Miami is as close to a no-holds-barred comic book action extravaganza as you're going to get on TV (keep in mind I haven't seen Heroes). It's over the top, mindless fun.
With one liners.
Labels: CSI
3 Comments:
If David Caruso is actually Batman, I feel so much better. 'Cause he makes me nuts! Be that as it may, I do get a guilty pleasure out of watching because I enjoy yelling at the television.
If David Caruso is Batman, then Emily Procter is Oracle.
Calleigh rocks.
(And Heroes isn't bad, by the way ... )
Caruso's acting has transcended being merely terrible and has reached some all-new Godlike level of Suckitude...
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