December 6, 2005
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Be Careful Out There10 Cop Show Facts, Moments, People or Events
(AKA "Annie Squeals Over Ben Browder Again")
Okay, so while I promised Liz I wouldn't do this, clearly I lied. Arrest me. Ha ha. Ha ha ha. That's a little cop beat humor disguised by hysterical laughter. But even the most vigilant columnist deserves a Top Ten List, and in honor of being in the midst of the holiday season, I offer up 10 Cop Show facts, moments, people or events that I am thankful for, entirely unresearched and straight to your computer screen. Thank god we've got copy editors or nothing in this article would be spelled right!
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Red Foreman making Fox Mulder just a little bit crazier. Okay, okay, so Kurtwood Smith wasn't actually playing Red at the time, he was playing Mulder's hard-ass mentor Bill Patterson and he killed pretty young boys and Mulder figured it out and it was angtsy and fabulous and lead to tons and tons of fanfic where Mulder cried, and Patterson spied, and Scully was stoic and heroic. Dude, I liked it so much I've been inspired to rhyme. So thank you Fox Mulder and Chris Carter for making certain that the tortured, pretty profiler would never go out of style. I refuse to thank you for Criminal Minds or Killer Instinct because I actually did watch Killer Instinct and there was a snake inside a body and pretty much let me find the limit of what I'll do to cover my beat. Live snakes in dead bodies was definitely a line in the sand.I refuse to thank you for Criminal Minds or Killer Instinct because I actually did watch Killer Instinct and there was a snake inside a body and pretty much let me find the limit of what I'll do to cover my beat. Live snakes in dead bodies was definitely a line in the sand.
- Ice-T and his oh so sharp suits and his cool name. You can keep
your balding, testosterone heavy Elliot Stablers. I'll take Fin' Tutuola
any day. He's a deadbeat dad and a former vice cop and more importantly
he and Munch are clearly dating and anyone who loves Munch is okay by me.
- Roll call on the hill. Because every time Sgt. Esterhaus told
them to be careful out there, you knew he meant it. It became a benediction,
a prayer and a promise and a catch phrase for all of us (not to mention
this column). Of course, there's a lot to be thankful for about Hill
Street Blues, including gritty storytelling, season long arcs, and Lucy
Bates' crush on her partner, because Lucy wasn't a beautiful girl and she
was a good cop, and this embarrassing oh-so-human emotion tied into this
girl struggling to be a beat cop in love with this big dumb palooka of a
guy was just heartbreaking.
- Bones for beating the odds and getting
better as the season progresses and making Anthropologists look both
as dorky and as cool as they really are and for allowing me to retain hope
that someone, some where will say, "Australopithicus Afarensis" on TV and
mean it!! Also, it gave David Boreanaz work and I find I'm enjoying that
more than I thought I would.
- Grissom and the pig carcass. Because it was ultra gross, but
it was also realistic and as accurate as any of the science that CSI
doles out and because I have a great big crush on Grissom from when William
Peterson played the hero in Manhunter. Using the decaying pig carcass
to establish time of death for a body is an acceptable practice in forensic
science, and that was just cool! I watch CSI almost entirely for
Grissom, and for Warrick's hair, but mostly for Grissom.
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CSI: Miami for giving Ben Browder work, even if it was just one episode. This shouldn't rate as highly as it does because the episode was terrible, but I love Ainsleigh Hayes or whomever it is that Emily Procter plays and I love Ben Browder even more and he got to be sweet and the bad guy and look pretty and manly in blue jeans and make the rest of them look like they were trying too hard and it was still a terrible episode with the world's most revolting foley when that girl's esophagus fried as she inhaled smoke and fire, like flesh crackling and adhering to steel but you know what? I'll forgive a lot for employment of favored actors and there's gotta be some justification for this version of CSI to continue hanging around other than employing that guy who used to be on Roswell.
Mrs. Andreanna Browder?
Mr. and Mrs. Browder-Ditton?
Ms. Andreanna Ditton-Browder!
- Crockett and Tubbs and Elvis the alligator because my cousin
and I spent an exhilarating Christmas season leaping around corners with
hairdryers shouting, "Freeze, Miami Mice!" I know that there were cop shows
before this that had a stylized look and feel, but I was too young for most
of them and Miami Vice debuted at the height of '80's fashion and
Don Johnson made pink acceptable for men. I'm probably the only one thankful
for that because really unless you were a vice cop with a boat and an alligator
and an address in Miami, pink was probably a bad choice in the '80's but
I applaud all those who took the fashion risk anyway. Actually, I'm really
thankful for Edward James Olmos who defined the term hard-ass and because
despite the sockless loafers and the slick style, this was a good show about
an ugly job and Michael Mann really found his niche with it. But re-establishing
Don Johnson as a pop singer? Michael Mann you get no love for that!
- Stunt casting. The X-Files favored it, and the Law
and Order franchise practically beats off to it. If you've been on the
big screen, you've played a psychopath on an L&O show. That girl from A
Knight's Tale got to be hysterical and amoral. Marsha Gay Harden got
to be both a racist and an FBI agent. Eric Stoltz got to be a pedophile
and so did Matthew Modine and really anyone else who's asked. Yeah it's
a gimmick, but it usually boosts careers, shepherds in good performances
and gives me something to pay attention to aside from the idea if this many
kids are abused in the city of New York, it's a wonder they're not all raving
psychos.
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That Rob Morrow got hot, and Vincent D'Onofrio needs to feed his kids and that Mandy Patinkin will hopefully get work that isn't Criminal Minds because dude, he's like your creepy Jewish drunkle in that show which is bad enough, and exploitive enough on it's own. That Chris Meloni took his shirt off and that Mr. Big returned to his roots, although Chris Noth isn't aging as well as I'd hoped he would. The cop show: it's all about the beefcake.
- Really, for all of Homicide: Life on the Street, but largely the Adena arc because I started reading David Simon's Homicide before I watched the series and it broke me that they never solved this case, and it broke me again to watch it unfold, to watch Bayliss and Pembleton and know that no matter what they did, they'd never find out who killed that little girl and that the lack would rob them both of something. And for Ned Beatty getting some, and for Richard Belzer because I do love Munch. I really, really do.
Finally, a special thank you to Liz. Since I started OD'ing on cop shows, I'm now afraid to leave the house, talk to strangers, take candy from men I don't know, go to New York, or eat pork. This beat's been a blessing, Liz. Really it has!
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