Monthly Archives: September 2016

NCIS – season 14 start

‘What’s wrong with his face?’ Daughter texted me last week, as we both watched the new NCIS; same time, but separately. I wasn’t sure who the ‘he’ was, being busy wondering about McGee’s face. Seems she was mostly intrigued by Mark Harmon’s eyes, which appeared to have shrunk.

So, had I not been a regular viewer, but had stumbled onto an episode like the second one, I’d have wondered where I’d ended up. There are too many new faces for a show we come to for our long-standing relationship with the team. Old friends, as they have been for many years. Ziva leaving was tough, but she was one person.

DiNozzo was also only one person, but they have dealt with the loss of his mega-personality by giving us two new agents. It’s too much. They are very nice, I’m sure, but this feels like returning to the school or the job you left a few years ago, expecting – hoping – for everything to be the same and finding it’s not.

And it’s not. Not at all. Especially with both Gibbs and McGee as the old squadroom faces not looking quite themselves. Gibbs in a suit on an everyday basis is too formal.

Bishop, McGee, Torres and Quinn

I’m hoping things will normalise. So far we’ve had one introductory episode, letting us know who the people who joined are, except I don’t feel we learned anything much. Too bland, too handsome, no real background. And one episode that looked quite promising to begin with, but lost its zing about halfway.

This way I reckon we’d do better to concentrate on Palmer in jail.


And Gary Glasberg has died. He and his writing will be missed.

(Photo © CBS)

Hindsight

Watched a couple of random episodes of NCIS on this eve of September 11th, fifteen years on. The Resident IT Consultant is away for a few days, which is why I indulged myself. He is back in Moscow, which is where he was that fateful day in 2001 as well.

Russian station

It was a strange feeling, having him there, his brother near Boston, the rest of us somewhere in the middle, and all watching the same thing developing.

But that’s not what I wanted to say here. One of the episodes was Broken Arrow, the one where DiNozzo Sr assists the team in solving the crime, by staying at his favourite Washington hotel, running up a vast bill, having hitched a lift from Geneva on someone’s private plane. (Most likely one of the ones Daughter sees from her kitchen window.)

And then as we’ve got all sweet at the end and Jr and Sr finally see eye to eye, we have the older DiNozzo declining a taxi to the airport, because he just ran into Donald Trump in the lobby and has begged a lift home.

Six years ago that was amusing. Now, not so much. And I hope that whatever happens in real life won’t mean a repeat of that day fifteen years ago, just because someone was unable to do the right thing.

Happy 8th, dear Culture!

Yeah, it’s not quite the done thing to wish yourself a happy birthday. Even when yourself is your blog. But CultureWitch is eight today, and I almost forgot, because I’ve been masterminding some windows for a week.

And anything to get my mind off windows right now!

As is customary around here, a Happy Birthday to Mark Harmon as well. He is 65 today and by rights ought to retire, but it seems he’s good for a bit longer. After all, it was only earlier this year that he had the First Lady guest star on NCIS.

Michelle Obama and Mark Harmon

That is worth celebrating. The fact that Michelle Obama is an NCIS fan, along with the rest of us, and not afraid to admit it.

So, Happy cake eating to all!

NCIS 300th cake

(Photos © CBS)