Post by nhmystix on Jun 16, 2007 8:10:13 GMT -6
This is interesting a review of the Season 6 DVD
www.dvdtimes.co.uk/content.php?contentid=65111
Just posting a little of it.
Same goes for Grissom and Sara, which is more disturbing than anything that's ever been found lying on the mortuary table. No one, not even the most ardent reader of descriptions of sexual activity between socially backward scientists, could have hoped to see these two sharing a bedroom. And for doing so, this sixth series will be forever tainted. Please, CSI, don't ever go there again. Let Danny and Lindsay from New York fall in love and give them the space to do so. They deserve it, Sara and Grissom, more content alone than they could ever be together, don't.
The first few years of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation must have been good for Catherine Willows. As one of the only two female stars of the show, she had it good. Her only competition was Sara Sidle and let's be honest, that was as one-sided as a race between a Lamborghini and a one-legged man pushing a wheelbarrow tottering under the weight of bricks. I suspected that she might have had a clause in her contract that meant she was the only good looking woman in the show. But then Louise Lombard arrived as Sofia Curtis and Catherine Willows hasn't looked at all well since. What was a slightly lopsided upper lip is now pursed in fury since Curtis arrived and Catherine, clinging closer to Grissom since the very early days of the show now looks a little lost. Not even the romantic tension that lurks within her friendship with Warwick can save her. Oh wait, there isn't any.
The Devil Wears Dressing Gowns: Well, alright, he doesn't. He wears a bright red jumpsuit and carries a trident. But Gil Grissom wears a dressing gown and lies on a bed wearing only it and a slightly inscrutable smile while Sara Sidle potters about in the bathroom. You might think that I'm making much of this but this was a low point in a show that had its fair share of them over six years and I don't think I've quite recovered from it. As evidenced, I admit, by my banging on about in this review. I've barely watched the seventh series and I blame that moment. Thanks CSI.
Season Six Trajectory (19m15s): This begins with William Petersen acknowledging that the breaking up of the CSI team in the show's fifth season was a mistake. And he's right, it was. Happily, this sixth season brings the team back together with this making-of gathering the stars and producers into a feature to pick out their favourite moments, episodes and performances. With some structure given by the selected episodes and, admittedly, some of the more memorable scenes from the season, this isn't bad but is too short and, after facing up to the problem in Season Five, are rather quick to dodge this year's bullet, that of Grissom and Sarah ending up together. Which, with the horror of that in mind, is the perfect point at which to leave this review.
www.dvdtimes.co.uk/content.php?contentid=65111
Just posting a little of it.
Same goes for Grissom and Sara, which is more disturbing than anything that's ever been found lying on the mortuary table. No one, not even the most ardent reader of descriptions of sexual activity between socially backward scientists, could have hoped to see these two sharing a bedroom. And for doing so, this sixth series will be forever tainted. Please, CSI, don't ever go there again. Let Danny and Lindsay from New York fall in love and give them the space to do so. They deserve it, Sara and Grissom, more content alone than they could ever be together, don't.
The first few years of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation must have been good for Catherine Willows. As one of the only two female stars of the show, she had it good. Her only competition was Sara Sidle and let's be honest, that was as one-sided as a race between a Lamborghini and a one-legged man pushing a wheelbarrow tottering under the weight of bricks. I suspected that she might have had a clause in her contract that meant she was the only good looking woman in the show. But then Louise Lombard arrived as Sofia Curtis and Catherine Willows hasn't looked at all well since. What was a slightly lopsided upper lip is now pursed in fury since Curtis arrived and Catherine, clinging closer to Grissom since the very early days of the show now looks a little lost. Not even the romantic tension that lurks within her friendship with Warwick can save her. Oh wait, there isn't any.
The Devil Wears Dressing Gowns: Well, alright, he doesn't. He wears a bright red jumpsuit and carries a trident. But Gil Grissom wears a dressing gown and lies on a bed wearing only it and a slightly inscrutable smile while Sara Sidle potters about in the bathroom. You might think that I'm making much of this but this was a low point in a show that had its fair share of them over six years and I don't think I've quite recovered from it. As evidenced, I admit, by my banging on about in this review. I've barely watched the seventh series and I blame that moment. Thanks CSI.
Season Six Trajectory (19m15s): This begins with William Petersen acknowledging that the breaking up of the CSI team in the show's fifth season was a mistake. And he's right, it was. Happily, this sixth season brings the team back together with this making-of gathering the stars and producers into a feature to pick out their favourite moments, episodes and performances. With some structure given by the selected episodes and, admittedly, some of the more memorable scenes from the season, this isn't bad but is too short and, after facing up to the problem in Season Five, are rather quick to dodge this year's bullet, that of Grissom and Sarah ending up together. Which, with the horror of that in mind, is the perfect point at which to leave this review.
