I've got to vent here for a moment. As much as I enjoy the CSI franchise, I can no longer endure any more CSI Miami. This is for one reason and one reason only, and his name is David Caruso.
Watching Caruso act is beyond painful -- when he dramatically rips off his sunglasses to make a point before dramatically putting them back on to make another point, I just want to cry. Does Caruso ever look at the person to whom he's talking? Of course not -- he opts instead for looking off into the distance as he muses some none-too-interesting comment to whomever feels like listening. See, Caruso need not address his comments to anyone in particular -- the things he says are so fucking fascinating that all in the area will attentively listen and react.
Even the most mundane observation is delivered as if he just unlocked the Rosetta stone, only with a wannabe-Fonzie flair. Hands on hips, eyes locked forward, and with every conceivable cliche in full bloom, Caruso will deliver line after line with the needless drama of a Celine Dion song. Oh how I hate him.
I feel better. Thank you.
Watching Caruso act is beyond painful -- when he dramatically rips off his sunglasses to make a point before dramatically putting them back on to make another point, I just want to cry. Does Caruso ever look at the person to whom he's talking? Of course not -- he opts instead for looking off into the distance as he muses some none-too-interesting comment to whomever feels like listening. See, Caruso need not address his comments to anyone in particular -- the things he says are so fucking fascinating that all in the area will attentively listen and react.
Even the most mundane observation is delivered as if he just unlocked the Rosetta stone, only with a wannabe-Fonzie flair. Hands on hips, eyes locked forward, and with every conceivable cliche in full bloom, Caruso will deliver line after line with the needless drama of a Celine Dion song. Oh how I hate him.
I feel better. Thank you.
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