Monthly Archives: April 2009

NCIS – Legend

Lonely Tony

Not sure what I think of spin-offs in general, and less sure what I thought of the new NCIS spin-off. Perhaps when it’s ‘spinning off’ from something you know and love, it’s harder to take in the new stuff, and to like it. Be interesting to know if they will blend with each other ever again.

The new Gibbs?

Legend part 1 was OK. The NCIS aspect was fine, but it will take a while to grasp what the new gang in Los Angeles are up to. There is a female ‘Gibbs’ with a past, with Gibbs. There is a very tall psychologist, and various under-cover agents.

The new team

They have so many electronic toys to play with that poor McGee is mentally re-writing his list for Christmas. Daddy Gibbs looked a little impatient with him. Washington probably doesn’t have the budget. Well, who does? California, obviously.

A new Ari?

As promised Tony has started digging into Ziva’s past, and it does not look good. Something bad and upsetting will happen. Question is what. The spoilers on Special Ops suggest bad, bad. Do we have another Ari situation, or not?

Cliffhanger

As it was part 1, we finished off hanging from a cliff, metaphorically speaking. Just getting used to that, I suspect, before the end of series six in a few weeks’ time. More cliffhanging on the way, to take care of summer for us.

(Photos  © CBS)

GCSE Art

Blue flower Hayfever and GCSEs go together. Luckily, in our case, as the abundance of flowers has meant that Daughter had plenty to inspire for her art exam project. She has photographed around two million (slight overstatement) flowers as background research for her ‘Faux Marimekko” exam flower.

Pink tulip

I haven’t seen it yet, as it’s still at school. I understand there will be an exhibition later this term, and at some point all the art work will return here, where we don’t have any more wall space than we had the last time I looked. It will be major panicking time, but not just yet.

Idle speculation

As one who doesn’t care to read too much speculation, I will now speculate a little. 

This week will see the first of two spin-off episodes of NCIS. The episodes are called Legend part 1 and part 2, and I don’t think anybody on the outside knows what the new series will be called. NCIS itself was a spin-off of JAGS, which I haven’t watched, apart from the two spin-off episodes.

Seeing how successful NCIS has been, CBS would be silly not to try and take advantage of this and creating something new. I don’t know too much about what’s planned, but here is someone who seems to.

NCIS, Legend

I’ll keep an open mind, and see what I think. But I really do not need another television series to watch regularly…

(Photo © CBS)

The Mouse That Roared

We trawled through the old video collection last night, and found The Mouse That Roared, which I think was on television quite recently. So this 50-year-old film hadn’t been lying around waiting for too long. I was under the impression I’d already seen it, many years ago, but not even with my shocking memory would I have forgotten this film.

What it really was, was an early episode of  The Man From U.N.C.L.E. minus the secret agents. We had the miniature European state, the castle, the royal family, the German sounding scientist with a beautiful daughter, and some unlikely things happening.

For those who don’t know it, the mad people of Fenwick invade New York, hoping to lose. Only, they win, of course.

The Mouse That Roared

The Resident IT Consultant kept marvelling over how easy it was to make an entertaining film so cheaply. Maybe some of that was having Peter Sellers play several parts. Southampton did well as New York, but at least they appear to have had a real Frenchman play the real Frenchman.

More pizza

You’ll now be under the impression I do nothing but eat. And pizza at that. I hardly ever eat pizza, unless I’m in Sweden, but the Resident IT Consultant did whisk me off to Pizza Hut this week. Son came too, without being invited. Just joking, you were very welcome. Daughter was at school, so couldn’t gatecrash. 

When Offspring were tiny, we practically lived at the local Pizza Hut, because that’s what you do when you have small children. Treats, parties, everything happens there. But I went off them quite a bit, and Offspring matured and we have eaten elsewhere for years. The pizzas got boring and the service worsened, and I won’t mention the ice cream factory here. Too unhygienic even to think about.

But then at Christmas we had cause to visit a new branch near us, and it was surprisingly good. Nice looking, clean premises, pleasant staff and a revamped menu that offered several nice things to eat. I was even able to order the dessert with chocolate sauce without the chocolate sauce, and that can be harder than it sounds.

So this week it was no hardship to go back to the same branch for more pizza. It was still as good. The only change was that the infrared heaters had disappeared, and sunshine warmed us instead. The dessert with/without chocolate sauce was off, unfortunately, but I was able to order something else with strawberry sauce without strawberry sauce. So that was tasty, too.

and here is the song

Maybe I should have added the song itself, last week?

Here is Harplinge, but without any live footage of the boys.

If you want to sing along, the lyrics are on the screen.

The road to Harplinge

And here is the map. Avoid the yellow road.

Was that a Botswana cliffhanger?

Certainly looked like it. I believe my rantings on Bookwitch about books with cliffhangers must have jinxed the last episode of The No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency on BBC1. But the reassuring aspect of everything not having been neatly tied up, is that we surely have more to look forward to?

Note Mokoti was disarmed, and will hopefully not bother his ex-wife Mma Ramotswe again. However, his pal, the ghastly male detective has his comeuppance waiting, and it can’t come too soon for me. What the television script writers will do with the decrepit pump at the orphanage, the little girl with an interest in mechanics and JLB Matekoni remains to be seen.

We’ll be waiting.