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Still no tickets, and yes, I am a sad panda, but only one person has received their tickets to this show through the post so far, and so, I am doggedly beating back the voice of paranoia that insists that the dastardly ticket thieves have finally struck.
Rumor has it that this will be CSI:NY's last season, and I'd like to say I'm surprised, but I'm not. S6 was an unmitigated pile of inexcusable, sloppy drek, and even though the writing and acting have improved dramatically in s7, it's a case of too little too late. The cack-handed writing, gaping continuity and plot holes, the DL debacle, and Mac's steadily-escalating self-righteousness have contributed to a massive fannish exodus, and moving the show from its Wednesday night slot, where it was guaranteed to turn in respectable ratings, to the infamous Friday night death slot was the final straw. They alienated their older viewers with ridiculous stunt casting and their juvenile, stunted handling of the DL "romance", and then they moved the show into a slot in which their target demographic had little interest. Few young adults are going to sit at home watching mediocre actors have badly-simulated sex and wangsty bouts of stilted emo when they could be out getting laid themselves.
I will miss the show, and I will be heartbroken to see the last of Flack, but perhaps the show can go out with a bit of dignity and not a pathetic whimper as it drowns in a morass of dreadful writing and uninspired acting. Here's hoping for the best.
Rumor has it that this will be CSI:NY's last season, and I'd like to say I'm surprised, but I'm not. S6 was an unmitigated pile of inexcusable, sloppy drek, and even though the writing and acting have improved dramatically in s7, it's a case of too little too late. The cack-handed writing, gaping continuity and plot holes, the DL debacle, and Mac's steadily-escalating self-righteousness have contributed to a massive fannish exodus, and moving the show from its Wednesday night slot, where it was guaranteed to turn in respectable ratings, to the infamous Friday night death slot was the final straw. They alienated their older viewers with ridiculous stunt casting and their juvenile, stunted handling of the DL "romance", and then they moved the show into a slot in which their target demographic had little interest. Few young adults are going to sit at home watching mediocre actors have badly-simulated sex and wangsty bouts of stilted emo when they could be out getting laid themselves.
I will miss the show, and I will be heartbroken to see the last of Flack, but perhaps the show can go out with a bit of dignity and not a pathetic whimper as it drowns in a morass of dreadful writing and uninspired acting. Here's hoping for the best.
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