Csi: Ch.5 Wimps Out

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For those of us (like me) looking forward to tonight's double-episode of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation on Ch.5, to be directed by Q. Tarantino, Esq., the evening was less than starry, thanks to Ch.5 announcing that 'in view of today's events' the episodes are postponed until next week. So instead we got two extremely gory episodes: the first featuring a double throat-slicing (fully realized with spouting blood splatter) and total dismemberment of one of the victims (with various organs and body parts discovered in freezer bags); the second featuring the discovery of a well-decomposed body in a barrel of a man sliced to bits by an errant attack robot. Well, if that isn't sensitivity, I don't know what is...
 
I was gutted, Jon. CSI is one of my favourite programmes and I was really looking forward to last nights double bill. Roll on next week. I did enjoy the first of the repeats though, I hadn't seen it before.
 
...strangely, Nancy Banks-Smith reviews the Tarantino double bill in today's Guardian.

Obviously she was sent a tape of the programme and predictably nobody told The Guardian staff that the programme had been pulled.

Colin
 
It wasn't just the Guardian. Happening across a copy of the Daily telegraph today I was rather confused to find they had reviewed it as well.
 
It was worth the wait. An extremely harrowing and brilliantly acted episode. George Eads was fantastic. I will not sleep well tonight after that.
 
Hmm... sorry, but when the ants appeared, I'm afraid I started to laugh. "They'll eat him alive!" I yelled, just as Grissom solemnly intoned, "They'll eat him alive." I managed to pre-empt the script about three times, and by the time it got to the explosives under the glass coffin, I began to wonder if wee Quentin wasn't rehearsing for an 'Airplane!'-type film satire of CSI at some point.

Come on - finite air/the glass cracks/the ants invade/the air runs out/Stokes hallucinates/explosives under the coffin/big bang and then, quick flash forward to I assume at least a couple of months later, since the ant bites have cleared up nicely, and he's acting all maudlin with the perp's daughter - "when you get out, don't take it with you" - deeeeeeeply disappointing hysterical overplotting and cornball sentiment. It missed any of the humour that made R. Dogs or P. Fiction so entertaining.

5/10, Quentin. And any more like this and it's St. Quentin in future.
 
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