Finally watched the season premiere of Hawaii 5-0 yesterday. Shooting! Kissing! Plot holes! Now with added Chi McBride!
So I was watching and I saw a face I recognized and said, “Isn’t that…”
What happened in my head: “You know, the guy from Lost. The hot guy with the dreamy accent because he’s from Scotland, and he has pretty hair. He fell in love with whatsername, with the boat. Penny! Only it wasn’t Penny’s boat. He was the button-pusher! You know, THAT guy!”
What actually happened: None of those words came out of my mouth. Instead, I silently held my palm up, as if pressing it against a window.
My husband: “Desmond.”
And he didn’t even have to go to IM-duh-BAH!
McGarret! Danny! Shooting! Plot holes! Helicopters! Chi McBride! I love this show! Pardon the exclamation points, but if you watch the show, you know it’s an exclamation point kind of show!
Of course, at the end they botched the timeline so badly, my husband and I were compelled to tear it apart. But then we agreed once again that, even though the writers may or may not write these episodes drunk, it’s still one of the most awesome shows on television.