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Monday, April 2, 2007

CSI: Fallen Idols

Well it looks liked we're putting The Miniature Killer on hold for the time being. Instead, we got a regular, run-of-the-mill episode of CSI. The whole team working together on one case, just like the good ol' days. Pretty interesting story too. Crabs took the spotlight this time. Everyone had crabs.

Centered around a popular high school basketball player who apparently slept with anything that had a pulse, we got to see the inside workings of some jealous classmates as well as the outcome of the bi-polar teacher who loved the kid too. Freaky stuff. But not freaky in the, "I'm scared" sense. Freaky in the, "what the hell is wrong with you people" sense.

He loved her, she loved him, she got jealous, and they all got crabs. Apparently you can extract DNA from crabs and determine who someone has slept with recently. Everyone got their own sort of punishment for being such lousy human beings though. That one kid went to jail. The lying girl died from the brain hemorrhage. Basketball boy died after being pushed by his girlfriend, who was then hit by the jealous teacher who drove by and scooped up the body. Then she killed herself... on top of his corpse. See what I meant when I said freaky?

That was the episode in a nutshell. Like I said earlier, it really was great to see them team working together again on one isolated case.
This episode’s ending was a lovely scene that also happens to be, hands down, the hottest moment this show has ever had. Sara, looking into a mirror, holds up a straight razor and asks, “Do you trust me?” She turns around and Grissom, his beard lathered with shaving cream, gazes at her and replies with a delicious purr, “Intimately.” She moves close to him and he, trustingly, submissively, closes his eyes and tilts his head back. She holds his head steady with one hand and, with the other, begins to shave off his beard. This scene lasted all of 25 seconds and I felt like I needed a cold shower. That’s how hot it was.

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