I love crime shows, but there comes a point where writers have to draw the line. There will come a point when absurd plot devices and über-technology will no longer manage to impress, but instead come across as a laughable attempt to disguise a lack of proper plot.
And yes, I am looking at you, CSI:NY. I thought you were the cool CSI cousin, but now it seems to me that you're trying to compensate for a small body part.
Whatever. Just don't follow in your gay cousin's footsteps. (read: CSI:Miami)
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