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I liked this episode. Despite all the network hysteria over the canonical confirmation of ten thousand dewy-eyed fangirl fantasies, the focus was squarely on an intriguing case, except for one jaw-dropping exception that made my butt clench so hard that I looked like a Belorussian power lifter trying to resist the implacable caress of a Senokot cocktail. I was interested in finding out whodunnit from the beginning, and I was pleasantly surprised that my initial surmises were incorrect. I was sure that either the husband was blowing up his own house for the insurance money, or that the absent wife had set the bomb and headed for the hills. I never thought it could be Alice, nor did I guess the motive. The quality of this case was so good that it could've been showcased on CSI Vegas.
However...
I do have a few quibbles. I realize that the force of the blast was directed away from Adam and blunted by the reinforced steel panels, but even so, how did he escape with such minor injuries? He was right next to the van when the bomb detonated. He should've had concussive force injuries. At the very least, he should've suffered ruptured eardrums, and he most certainly should not have been able to hear such muffled cries for help. In "Child's Play," a man suffered extensive ear damage and hearing loss after a joke cigar exploded. That fool was nearly to the door of a bar, far from the seat of the explosion, and I'm confident that the killer cigar wasn't packed with three barrels of nitromethane and ammonium nitrate. Adam should've needed sonic hearing aids and ear trumpets to hear for several days, if not weeks, thereafter.
"I believe that God brought you and Lindsay together."
Really? Really, Mac. That line was horrifyingly out of character for a man, who, as far as we know, hasn't had much truck with religion since Claire's death. In fact, when Stella asks him in S1 or S2 how long it's been since he went to church, Mac confesses that it's been several years, and his reply hints of a deep dissatisfaction with the church. One can hardly blame Mac; he lost his wife on 9/11, one of the most senseless tragedies in history, and once someone has suffered such an unexpected and deeply unfair loss, it's little wonder that they might have a bone to pick with an institution that likely offered precious little solace and a God who seemingly fell asleep at the switch. Mac's been all about the science for a very long time.
Now, suddenly, he believes that God brought Danny and Lindsay together? There isn't enough headdesking in the world to assuage the burning stupidity of that statement. No, Mac. It wasn't God that brought them together. It was Danny's heat-seeking pen0r, sniffing out her panty-manna and plowing itself a Montana poon field. A more shameless grab for revisionist legitimacy I never have seen. Nice try, though. Had it been Sid delivering that line, I might've believed it, since he's always subscribing to crackpot theories.
That said, his speech about Claire was a lovely bit of writing that humanized Mac and made me ache for him. If he were more human more often, I might grow to like him.
The less said about the "wedding" the better. It completely disregarded the marriage laws in NYC, shorted the city clerk by ten dollars, and made Lindsay look like a desperate dolt. I'm sorry, but if I'd already told my boyfriend that I wasn't interested in marriage and he ambushed me with a surprise marriage ceremony, I wouldn't be happy. I'd be angry that, once again, my feelings were being set aside in favor of salving his insecurities. And if the wedding had been a spur-of-the-moment decision(which is impossible because NYS marriage laws would've required Lindsay be present to file for the license), then how did Mac turn up with a set of wedding bands? Are you telling me Mac picked out Danny and Lindsay's wedding bands? I've no doubt that Mac has better taste than Danny, but really? What did he do, go to a jeweler with a drive-through?
And lastly, stop proselytizing, CSI:NY. Yes, environmental pollution is awful, and exploiting impoverished peasants is dastardly, but bad, agenda-pandering drama blows, too. You might as well have held up a sign that read, "And now, we at CSI:NY would like to tell you about the evils of industrial pollution. Please applaud Stella as she gets her mad indignant on. Thank you." The scene would've been much more effective if Stella had hammered home the fact that Mr. Fishman's greed had contributed to his daughter's death instead of waving around guilt-inducing photos of Chinese peasant children. I'm sorry that greedy asses are endangering the lives of poor peasants, but I'm not feeling guilty because I own a PC. If I didn't, how else would Zuiker besiege me with his hurl-inducing cross-platforming? Go stow it without lube, NY writers.
B+
However...
I do have a few quibbles. I realize that the force of the blast was directed away from Adam and blunted by the reinforced steel panels, but even so, how did he escape with such minor injuries? He was right next to the van when the bomb detonated. He should've had concussive force injuries. At the very least, he should've suffered ruptured eardrums, and he most certainly should not have been able to hear such muffled cries for help. In "Child's Play," a man suffered extensive ear damage and hearing loss after a joke cigar exploded. That fool was nearly to the door of a bar, far from the seat of the explosion, and I'm confident that the killer cigar wasn't packed with three barrels of nitromethane and ammonium nitrate. Adam should've needed sonic hearing aids and ear trumpets to hear for several days, if not weeks, thereafter.
"I believe that God brought you and Lindsay together."
Really? Really, Mac. That line was horrifyingly out of character for a man, who, as far as we know, hasn't had much truck with religion since Claire's death. In fact, when Stella asks him in S1 or S2 how long it's been since he went to church, Mac confesses that it's been several years, and his reply hints of a deep dissatisfaction with the church. One can hardly blame Mac; he lost his wife on 9/11, one of the most senseless tragedies in history, and once someone has suffered such an unexpected and deeply unfair loss, it's little wonder that they might have a bone to pick with an institution that likely offered precious little solace and a God who seemingly fell asleep at the switch. Mac's been all about the science for a very long time.
Now, suddenly, he believes that God brought Danny and Lindsay together? There isn't enough headdesking in the world to assuage the burning stupidity of that statement. No, Mac. It wasn't God that brought them together. It was Danny's heat-seeking pen0r, sniffing out her panty-manna and plowing itself a Montana poon field. A more shameless grab for revisionist legitimacy I never have seen. Nice try, though. Had it been Sid delivering that line, I might've believed it, since he's always subscribing to crackpot theories.
That said, his speech about Claire was a lovely bit of writing that humanized Mac and made me ache for him. If he were more human more often, I might grow to like him.
The less said about the "wedding" the better. It completely disregarded the marriage laws in NYC, shorted the city clerk by ten dollars, and made Lindsay look like a desperate dolt. I'm sorry, but if I'd already told my boyfriend that I wasn't interested in marriage and he ambushed me with a surprise marriage ceremony, I wouldn't be happy. I'd be angry that, once again, my feelings were being set aside in favor of salving his insecurities. And if the wedding had been a spur-of-the-moment decision(which is impossible because NYS marriage laws would've required Lindsay be present to file for the license), then how did Mac turn up with a set of wedding bands? Are you telling me Mac picked out Danny and Lindsay's wedding bands? I've no doubt that Mac has better taste than Danny, but really? What did he do, go to a jeweler with a drive-through?
And lastly, stop proselytizing, CSI:NY. Yes, environmental pollution is awful, and exploiting impoverished peasants is dastardly, but bad, agenda-pandering drama blows, too. You might as well have held up a sign that read, "And now, we at CSI:NY would like to tell you about the evils of industrial pollution. Please applaud Stella as she gets her mad indignant on. Thank you." The scene would've been much more effective if Stella had hammered home the fact that Mr. Fishman's greed had contributed to his daughter's death instead of waving around guilt-inducing photos of Chinese peasant children. I'm sorry that greedy asses are endangering the lives of poor peasants, but I'm not feeling guilty because I own a PC. If I didn't, how else would Zuiker besiege me with his hurl-inducing cross-platforming? Go stow it without lube, NY writers.
B+