Oh, Criminal Minds. As if anyone watches for the plot anymore.
This week, it's all about gambling and poker and tight jeans. Tight jeans and super-duper-über hot JJ. Like I said, what plot?
This week, we start with some Garcia/JJ BFF-ness which is really adorable. We also meet a half naked Derek Morgan, a sight that is so completely wasted on me. Such a shame!
Okay, it's the first scene and I'm already drooling all over my keyboard! Damn you, A.J. Also, they probably filmed the scene at Kristen's house, because I bet that's exactly what it looks like.
On the plane, the team are comparing their favourite gangster movies, but all I can see is Emily and JJ sharing screentime.
This never, ever gets old. *sigh*
Then we're smacked across the face with some meta as JJ asks Rossi his favourite gangster flick. Well, Joe Mantegna obviously was in Godfather III. Oh, so funny. Only, not.
As for the case, all I can see is
the 90s incarnation of Clark Kent gone crazy. I'm half expecting Teri Hatcher to appear on screen in order to save Superman from the maddening effects of Kryptonite.
...yes, I was am a huge fan of the above show. And Clark Kent/Lois Lane? SHIPPED IT LIKE BURNING.
Anyway, back to the present.
I'm still not a fan of Emily's "new" wardrobe (I do like it that she wears jeans a lot of the time now). The jacket isn't bad at all, but the shirt? Hmph.
That second cap makes my ovaries hummmmmmmm. ♥
So, I need to comment on the case (shocking!). It's weird, because as I see Clark Kent the dude running around, killing people so that his luck would change, I completely understand where he's coming from. As in, what makes him this week's unsub. But when the team figure it all out & explain it to the viewers, it sounds like the most far-fetched thing EVER. Annoying.
Emily and JJ seem to be sitting next to each other all the time this week, which is nothing short of lovely! I mean, LOOK at this gorgeousness:
This is me right about now:
As for the rest of the scene, because it's brilliant to see the team joking with each other again (as well as the amused looks JJ and Emily cast at Rossi), I'm willing to look past the fact that, somehow, the scene feels a little forced. Maybe it's just me.
Emily with a camera? HOTTT.
Indeed.
But things are about to get hotter. As in, Emily running away from the camera, in her jeans, wearing kevlar, and holding a gun.
Thank you Godddddd.
In the end, they catch Clark Kent (shocking!) and save two innocent lives in the process. Yay.
As a conclusion, let's, once again, marvel at the perfection that is A.J. Cook.
I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my c-, oh, sorry.
Next week: Serial killer bartender. Oh, brother.
Okay, that's it for tonight. Here, have a fuzzy giraffe's muzzle: