For my next (fortunately) little rant, I quote a proverbial unimpeachable source: Myself.

Time for a little more media criticism. I'll start with a TV show I have a certain amount of respect for--the one about forensic investigators in Las Vegas...

Speaking of violence, Mr. Quincy Turpentine has another (stupid-looking) film out about idiots killing each other. Naturally the critics find it ever so awesome. Funny how the cultural left loves homicide. My opinion: Artistic dreck is still dreck.

Well, it happened: The said Mr. Turpentine got involved in this very show, directing the season finale and evidently writing some of it. He turned it into a grotesque cartoon unworthy of sitting through (I didn't). What a schlockmeister.