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Anthony Zuiker is a dolt. His comments about the promotional cast shot for S4 of CSI:NY clearly demonstrate that he has no interest in keeping it a crime drama and every intention of tarting it up and pimping it out as the franchise whore. Who cares about the cases? It's all about Danny and Lindsay and their Tru Wub. It's so true and everlasting that he posed them in the shape of a heart to emphasize their endless devotion.
Are you kidding me, Zuiker? That is the mindless, hormone-sodden schmoop symbolism engaged in by teenage girls and lonely spinsters whose only basis for a relationship comes from the pages of a Mills and Boon novel. It is not the foundation for gripping, believable television. You should know better than this; in fact, I know you do because S1 was an Eden of succulent crime drama. So what gives? Selling out to the lowest common intellectual denominator is never a good idea. Neither is whoring out your airtime to the Sponsor and Trend of the Week. Just ask Livejournal, which has become the undisputed champion of hoisting itself by its own petard.
I write the way I do because I'm not getting laid. What the hell is your excuse?If I didn't know better, I'd say you were writing all the episodes yourself, locked in your basement rec room and wearing your wife's panties because they make you feel pretty. Either that, or your focus group is a group of thirteen-year-old girls.
I'm thrilled that Flack will be returning for a fourth season of snark and man pretty. In fact, I've been Snoopy-dancing in anticipation of this fact for a week, But if Flack quits the force to marry Miss Happy Plastic Tits and spend his life as a pampered poodle boytoy, that sonorous snapping sound you hear will be the changing of my channel for the last goddamn time.
On an unrelated note, Jeff Dunham's new stand-up special, Spark of Insanity, will be airing on Comedy Central Sunday night at 9PM EDT. Jeff is a fabulous ventriloquist who features such puppets as Walter, Bubba J, Sweet Daddy D, Peanut, and Jose Jalepeno on a Stick. Check him out, and if you dig him, Spark is available at Best Buy and Amazon.com, as is his first special, Arguing With Myself. Heaven knows I'll be snatching up a copy of the former as soon as I'm not broke. [/pimp]
Are you kidding me, Zuiker? That is the mindless, hormone-sodden schmoop symbolism engaged in by teenage girls and lonely spinsters whose only basis for a relationship comes from the pages of a Mills and Boon novel. It is not the foundation for gripping, believable television. You should know better than this; in fact, I know you do because S1 was an Eden of succulent crime drama. So what gives? Selling out to the lowest common intellectual denominator is never a good idea. Neither is whoring out your airtime to the Sponsor and Trend of the Week. Just ask Livejournal, which has become the undisputed champion of hoisting itself by its own petard.
I write the way I do because I'm not getting laid. What the hell is your excuse?
I'm thrilled that Flack will be returning for a fourth season of snark and man pretty. In fact, I've been Snoopy-dancing in anticipation of this fact for a week, But if Flack quits the force to marry Miss Happy Plastic Tits and spend his life as a pampered poodle boytoy, that sonorous snapping sound you hear will be the changing of my channel for the last goddamn time.
On an unrelated note, Jeff Dunham's new stand-up special, Spark of Insanity, will be airing on Comedy Central Sunday night at 9PM EDT. Jeff is a fabulous ventriloquist who features such puppets as Walter, Bubba J, Sweet Daddy D, Peanut, and Jose Jalepeno on a Stick. Check him out, and if you dig him, Spark is available at Best Buy and Amazon.com, as is his first special, Arguing With Myself. Heaven knows I'll be snatching up a copy of the former as soon as I'm not broke. [/pimp]
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