that Skeet Ulrich dies AND Alfred Molina gives up his DA-ing AND
Terrence Howard joins the party, I tuned in like a rubber-necker post
drive-by.
The seeds of disappointment at the pilot, assumed forgotten and lost,
poked me in the eye within minutes of the fatal ep beginning. Or maybe
I was just hungry. Either way, I felt like I'd just been scammed by
some neighbourhood kid.
I'm still grieving that the original L&O was canned after twenty loyal
fucking years so don't really care for this sunny/tanned/tailored
pretender. After all, the city of angels is already well cared for by
"The Closer", "Southland" and "Boomtown".
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