I gave it a solid B. It kept my interest and I really liked that the assassin's only motive was that she felt power and satisfaction from taking lives.
I'll have to come back tomorrow to elaborate because right now the promo for next week is making me :scream:, :censored:, :brickwall: and
ETA: OK, I've gotten a good night's rest so here's the rest of the review, once again inspired by that trend setter
Fay:
--"Crime Catchers." I like the AMW takeoff - makes the search for the criminal more believable.
--Angell, I love a woman with a shotgun. I bet Flack does too.
--Oh how cute! They split up into boy/girl, boy/girl pairings to clear the warehouse! Uh, where'd Flack and Stella go? I bet Angell gets jealous and challenges Stella to a chick fight. Flack and Mac will watch as they wrestle around. Clothes ripping, hair pulling, getting all dirty . . . uh*cough* yeah, boy/girl pairings, how cute!
--You're
sure she's the assassin, Mac? Cuz, I'm no super cop or anything, but the show just started, so I'm guessing you're wrong. Yeah, I know. You're Mac Taylor and you will not tolerate such insolence! Blah, blah, blah, whatever dude.
--Oh look! The X-Factor is trying to find information on the computer of Suspect X! Today's episode must be brought to us by the letter X. How cute!
--SID!!
--Of course it would be a Navy Seal combat knife so Mac could identify it on the spot and know everything about it.
--OMG! Sid just busted Mac's friggin' onions about knowing everything! You're my hero, Sid! Wow, Mac thinks Sid's funny. Why will you tolerate Sid's insolence, Mac? Cuz he's SID and he is teh awesomest ME evar!
--It's Dr. Hammerbeckenstein! 'Cept he's gonna deconstruct.
--Danny forgot Lindsay's birthday. And they're gonna discuss it in the lab. So much for keeping things professional, huh? ZOMG!! THIS IS TEH PROOFS WE
NON-SHIPPERS HAVE ALL BEEN ASKING FOR. Except, uh, we haven't. Although I'm glad they're actually gonna address it and end speculation. OK, in Lindsay's defense, I'd be pissed if my boyfriend forgot my birthday. But in Danny's defense, he's been more than a little preoccupied with the whole feeling guilty for the death of a 10 year-old boy and then trying to prevent the boy's distraught mother from taking revenge on the person she holds responsible and ruining her life. I think I'd probably blank on a birthday or two if I had all that on my mind. Danny, using the "I'm a guy" excuse won't win you any points. Uh, oh, Lindsay gave him the upset girlfriend look and sigh. I think they might not be on the same page as far as their relationship goes, but I could be wrong.
--OK, I know it's only an hour show, but would they really be able to narrow down who owned the Navy Seal knife so fast? :get's pissed off Marine stare from Mac: Yeah, I know, insolence, my bad.
--The exchange with the Navy Seal was done really well, I think. Now, bring back Dr. Giles, damn it!
--Ewww. They're showing Dr. Hammerbeckenstein's deconstructive surgery.
--Wow. Danny's a computer whiz. He must be getting after hours tutoring from The X-Factor. Maybe that's why he forgot Lindsay's birthday?
--SHELDON! :blink: Wha . . huh . . . I thought I saw Sheldon? Where'd he go? Was I hallucinating? I want more Sheldon, damn it!
--Why does Sarcastic!Lindsay always come off as Bitch!Lindsay? Seriously, you need to work on that, hon.
--It's Jordan Gates! I like her so far.
--Why would your young, female assistant always go to a club at night alone, Jordan?
--Danny, you just called the cute bartender "cowboy." First you forget Lindsay's birthday and then you flirt with a random bartender in front of Flack. Dude, you're not gonna get any for a veeerrry long time.
--Geeze, Lindsay, talk a little faster why don't you. I take that back, it's probably me not you. I thought I saw Sheldon again, too, so I'm probably just overly tired.
--It's a Kevlar double date!! I think Lindsay and Angell should've paired up. They could've compared and contrasted Danny and Flack while conducting the search. That's one conversation I'd love to see on screen!
--Wow. This assassin chick has cameras everywhere.
--Lindsay is genuinely amused by Adam! Of course she is, because Adam is adorkable.
--Uh, Duh, Mac. Didn't your big epiphany just restate the point Adam was trying to make? The X-Factor will not tolerate such insolence!
--Aww. Adam gets a major part in trapping Suspect X. Score one for The X-Factor!
--Adam, you're so cute when you get all impressed with the criminals. You're even cuter when you get all flustered and backtrack after Mac give you his :wtf: look. Adam and Mac scenes, FTW!
--Mac sure made the connection about the iron liquid fast. Where's Sid to bust his friggin' onions again. Damn, I must be really tired to keep hallucinating Hawkes like this.
--Uh, Danny, were you on your way to your second job as a male model when you got the call to search the rally site with Flack?
--Hey! Why isn't Super!Flack a part of the video co . . . Oh, never mind . . . thanks for the Flack 411 Angell, darling.
--TeeHeeHee. The only thing better than Flack's undercover uniform would be if Danny was there to mock him.
--So . . . Angell's going undercover as a Marilyn Monroe impersonator? Yeah, that's not conspicuous or suspicious.
--Way to F up the meeting between Marilyn and Suspect X, random cop dude.
--Holy Huge Gun, Batman!
--Yeah, Mac. Shouting "Halt" is really gonna stop a trained assassin. Nice try, though.
--Didn't Clay Dobson teach you to never go in alone, Mac?
--If Mac's a better shot than the Super Assassin, why doesn't he just shoot everyone? I mean nothing stops insolence like a bullet to the chest, that's all I'm sayin'.
--I like that Suspect X turns out to be nothing more than an evil, evil woman. Props for that, PTB!
--Did everyone else stop for lunch before heading to the construction site? Was it time for their union negotiated break? They were all in the same general vacinity as Mac when he went after Suspect X, weren't they?
--So, Jordan Gates' ex-husband is still out there and more psycho than ever. Guess you didn't quite take care of him, did you Mac? I was just kidding, put the gun down, dude.