The Jinx

So.

I watched The Jinx over the last week. Obsessed. Seriously. I never was into true crime, but this was addictive.

However. Couldn’t watch more than one episode per day, because it was just… ugh. Too heavy and creepy.

Do I think Robert Durst is guilty?

Yes. (I know, I know – innocent until proven guilty, but whatever).

Do I think he should be convicted?

Yes.

Do I believe this documentary was sensationalized?

Yes. (The director who put himself front and center over the last episode? Also sitting on a piece of evidence? Really?)

Do I think Durst was right to believe he was prosecuted so people could score political points?

Yes.

Do I think that Durst family is messed up beyond belief?

Yes. (Look no further than “Wave to mummy”! I ask you – who does that to a kid? Any kid? Let alone your own?)

And here I think lies the crux of the matter – the Durst family.

Don’t get me wrong, Robert Durst should serve time for the crimes he has committed. But that family should be charged with aiding and abetting.

What would make sense? Taking care of their own long, looong before any murders were committed, you know back in the day when it was obvious there was something wrong with him. Sure, we can shout weirdo, creep, freak, oddball, whatever. But let’s have some empathy and say he wasn’t/isn’t in the right state of mind instead of throwing around various armchair diagnosis. Also please let me be clear – I don’t think him potentially being gay means there is something wrong with him. His family however probably disagreed.

I mean ALL the other stuff. And fo sure there were signs. There always are.

And worst of all – if they got him some help on time, at least (AT LEAST!) 2 people would still be alive today.

So instead of helping their own family member, what do they do? Close ranks. Cover it up. Throw some money at it. Shut him out.

That went well, didn’t it?

Well done the Dursts, well f*cking done.

And if anyone tells me they didn’t know anything about anything – please note the side eye.

There is a reason his brother is frightened of him. It’s because he KNOWS. They all knew. And they just stood by.

Kingsman

Dear ladies and gents,

have you ever played No One Lives Forever? If you haven’t, lord you have missed out! No One Lives Forever 2: A Spy in H.A.R.M.’s Way is one of my favorite games of all time (in fact I just might have to re-play it again soon). It’s about a kick ass spy Cate Archer. She works for UNITY, a secret organization out of UK who fights baddies who all are about twirling their mustache and world dominance (kinda like this guy). It’s part first person shooter, part stealth game, it’s funny, it’s smart and just a great game.*

Why am I withering on about some game?

Please bare with me, there is (some) method to my madness. Over the weekend I finally saw Kingsman (the full title is Kingsman: The Secret Service, but you know – ain’t nobody got time to type that out every.single.time.)

And Kingsman reminded me of No One Lives Forever.

Why, you might ask? Because it was balls out fun. I can’t remember the last time I watched such a fun movie in cinema. Maybe Avengers? But only maybe.

Kingsman is based on a comic book written by Dave Gibbons and Mark Millar and it’s about this secret organization that does stealth missions all over the world. Their front? A Savile Row’s tailor. Their agents? Highly skilled, really funny and oh so very dapper.

Kingsman is a perfect combination of action, fun, violence, old school gadgets, cute pups and all sorts of shenanigans.

If I knew that much they’d probably get my money. But when the movie includes the likes of Colin Firth, Mark Strong, Michael Caine, Samuel L. Jackson… well. Also starring? Taron Egerton. For the life of me I couldn’t place him immediately and then it came to – the Smoke! (it took me a while because he was sporting a shaved head in the Smoke).

Anyhow yes – Kingsman. Definitely give it a watch.

* On a side note – UGH!

Rob Thomas is back!

Ladies and gents,

ROB THOMAS IS BACK!

And no, I don’t mean Matchbox 20 dude.

The other Rob Thomas.

The dude who gave us Veronica Mars!

iZombie premiered the other night and I have to say I love it. Sure, I should be cautiously optimistic. I mean I love the dude’s stuff, but it does have the tendency to get cancelled before its time. However. I have thrown caution to the wind at this point.

iZombie is based on the comic book written by Chris Roberson and Michael Allred and about Liv Moore (played by Rose McIver), a young medical resident who gets infected and becomes a zombie. She gives up her medical career and becomes a coroner’s assistant so she can have access to food. Food in this case being brains. Brains with noodles in fact. I know. Gross. But who am I to judge what’s gross? You should see the stuff that has been coming out of my sinuses. Or rather you shouldn’t since it’s like something out of a Science fiction movie? And yes, am on antibiotics thankyouverymuch.

But I digress. If Liv doesn’t eat she gets dumber. If she does eat regularly she gets flashes of memories from the people whose brains she has eaten. Which comes in handy in murder investigations. She teams up with a homicide detective Clive Babinaux (played by Malcolm Goodwin) to help him solve cases. Liv and her boss Dr. Ravi Chakrabarti (played by Rahul Kohli) tell Clive Liv is psychic to explain how she knows the stuff she knows about the victims.

tl; dr

iZombie – watch it and love it! If you don’t, come back here and call me a silly cow.

CSI Cyber – a worthy successor to CSI: Miami

It is.

It truly is.

The only thing missing is David Caruso. Other than that? Spot on.

We are talking Defcon 1 level of naffness here.

Given I have only watched one episode but still.

Elijah Mundo? Really? REALLY?

The dialogues? OMG! You know it’s bad when “online shopping network for babies” is used in a sentence.

All the slo-mo shots? *groans*

And then the last scene when Avery Ryan (played by Patricia Arquette) goes to *think* on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial… well. It’s something Horatio would do. Also as a side note – when I was little when I said I had to go to think, it meant I had to poop. Just saying.

Anyhow. Defcon 1 naffness I’m telling you.

That said. I don’t think it’s a bad thing. It’s CSI after all. Honestly if I want to watch something super smart or you know scientifically accurate, it sure as hell wouldn’t be CSI anything.

But for a bit of mindless fun, it is definitely a worthy successor to CSI: Miami.