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NCIS – Ready or Not

Babies, bullets and bombs; they all have to come out. Somehow.

OK, I thought I’d have no more NCIS posts until I’d found something else to waffle on about, but after last week’s weird episode, here we had a perfect Thanksgiving. A bit of crime, a bit of family.

Bishop and Gibbs

They were probably asking themselves how they could avoid a Christmas baby. Or how to manage a Thanksgiving baby instead. The answer to both is make it twins and it/they will be born early. Easy.

So the babies had to be born. And they had to avoid giving them really stupid names. That’s the problem with geeks like McGee and Delilah. But that nice man had a purpose. Well, he had two, and he performed them well. But remind me never to give birth assisted by Abby. (Unlikely at my age. But you never know.)

Delilah and Abby

Bullets. Yes. It hurts when they come out. Or so I understand. Nothing John Wayne about it. And that girl; I saw what she did.

Bombs. How could they send two such twits together, to deal with a potential bomb situation? Torres, and the man from MI6 who actually buys his cranberry sauce. Not even I do that.

But all’s well that ends well.

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NCIS – Trapped

Well, well. After a week that offered duds in both Washington and LA, we get a Really Good Episode of NCIS! Thank you.

Checked online to see what others thought and found two ham radio fanatics going on about how wrong they were. Oh well.

If I was going to offer criticism, I’d say that much as I like Jack Sloane, she seems to be another Nate; someone who doesn’t have that much work to do, but a nice big office in which not to do it.

NCIS - Jack and Abby

And what’s going on with Abby? Is she leading up to her departure at the end of season 15 by being weird? At least she had her usual Halloween decorations in place, and it was the actual Halloween too.

Gibbs is not annoying right now, but he’s being quite un-Gibbs-like, I feel. And I’m not getting used to McGee’s beard, by which I mean it doesn’t suit him, rather than I am surprised to see it every week. But he’s getting bolder. He even tried to be a little Gibbsy this week. Bishop was mainly Bishop; neither good nor bad. Which is probably good.

After last week’s super-embarrassing Reeves performance, he was back to slightly more normal, and even quite funny with his ‘checking his mates’ comment. Didn’t have him down as the chess-playing type. And the scriptwriters seemed to have forgotten all about last week, which is just as well, if a little sloppy.

Palmer and Torres

But it’s Torres who is growing up fast, and Palmer. Together, over the charity donations, they were a force to be reckoned with. You could see that it would go wrong, but I didn’t quite guess where it was heading towards the end. Soppy, but sweet.

What I liked about Trapped was that all the parts were good; the dogwalker, the golfplayers, the garden centre people. Even the ham fanatic and his dog were good. It worked, and they all belonged together.

More of this please!

NCIS – Skeleton crew

A new Hollis Mann for Gibbs! Whether on purpose or happy accident is hard to say, but all those other women paraded in front of our Special Agent have not been right. And in a way he doesn’t need a new love interest, but Jack Sloane promises to stir things up a little more than the other new female actors have done. It annoys me when new agents are too young and too pretty, but here at least we have more than a bit of simpering.

Apart from introducing Jack, we also got a really good episode. Most unusual. It was ship based, and it had a good many potential suspects. Slight bit of haunting does no harm, even if a little early for Halloween. Cute Oklahoma high school bully boy for Bishop, although I doubt we’ll see him again.

Too stormy for helicopters to fly is always good. Abby’s stupid gift idea that was very obviously going to turn out useful, was fun.

Palmer, Sloane and Gibbs

And clearly Jack comes with a past. Sometimes I feel it’d be nice to have new but uncomplicated people, without mysterious conversations with director Vance, or low cut tops showing interesting scars, but there’s probably a good story or two in there. She even instigated an elevator scene, knowing to flick the switch.

Lovely vicious mother-of-the-corpse. And speaking of corpses, we’ll do just fine with less of Ducky. Palmer is growing duckier by the week.

The camera work ‘from the ship’ was excellent. I have rarely felt so seasick, without being on a ship myself.