It turned out to be four for the price of two on the CSIs last night.
There was David Caruso and his acting sun glasses and there was Gary Sinise's two acting expressions and they interchanged between Miami and New York like regular old pals.
You would never have thought David had been even remotely connected with NYPD Blue until a little guy I took to be a paid-by-the-word extra accosted him on a New York pavement and presented him with an injunction. Something to do with his acting in the former series perhaps? A warning never to upstage Dennis Franz?
Anyway, CSI fans were treated to two hours of Horatio Caine and Mac Taylor chasing a serial killer. Yeah, I know, I'm tired of the compulsory serial killer, too, but this one was frighteningly well underplayed by a young chap I had not seen before. Name, I think, is James Badge Dale.
Afterwards, showing the sort of imaginative scheduling we have come to expect from our blighted television planners, viewers here were treated to an hour long episode of True CSI.
Oh dear.
This is just not fair on the real'uns, not fair at all.
Clever bunch no doubt, but homely. Very, very homely. Not a Melina Kanakaredes among 'em.
Somebody in teleland should surely have more sense than to invite public comparison between actors and the real thing. OK, so looks aren't everything. But I bet the True people sometimes become just a little fed up with the disappointed look they get when they turn up at a crime scene and are clearly not 'him or her off the tele.'
Cheers to all box watchers and to those more sensible.
Must go now.
Justin Thyme
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