Ah... the return of one of my TV guilty pleasures... Las Vegas. The show did not invest in any writers (or any creative staff) over the summer. It was the usual mix of stupid visitors (a mortician convention), stupid security staff (Mike exclaims "It looks like a code!" when a mumbo-jumbo of letters and numbers come up on the screen) who eventually save the day, and of course Nikki Cox's boobs. It is truly saying something when a gay man is mesmerized by a set of breasts... I thought for sure there was going to be a IUWM (Intentional Unintentional Wardrobe Malfunction) during a couple of scenes.
After a troubling secret military mission, lead stud Danny McCoy, to the surprise of everyone but us viewers returns to the Montecito. Suffering from post-traumatic war syndrome, Danny is zoned out most of the time...well, until he starts bashing innocent slot machines. Danny I know the feeling! Danny is SO delusional he even proposes to Mary (no shocker since we all saw the previews 187 times during the Olympics). But the silicon has not leaked to her brain just yet. Mary knows Danny is f&cked up and decides to put off their trip thru the drive-thru chapel until another day (hey, how about the season finale?!).
I was pretty sure Josh Duhamel (Danny) would quickly earn a place on my Fine Wine list. He was looking pretty darn fine with his cropped haircut and a little bit of stubble... and we were even treated to a rare shirtless scene last night. But the whole "trauma" thing was a bit of a turn-off... so I will wait until he is recovered... which knowing this show should be next week.
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Next, we moved over to LAX... which again seems a whole lot like Las Vegas but set at an airport instead of a casino. We are treated to a lot of zooming around as we try to keep up with a slew of silly storylines (dog loose, Philippino mail order bride, drunken pilots... and parents trying to convince a ticket agent that their 4-year old child is actually 2 so they can get a free seat... hey NBC, I have seen that one A&E's Airline way too often!).
But alas LAX does have some star power in the form of Heather Locklear and Blair Underwood. Heather is in charge of the runways and Blair is in charge of the terminals ... got it. The duo are both trying to land the recently vacated top executive spot at LAX. In the opening seconds of the show, the old big-wig guy decided to commit suicide in the most unique way... stand in a runway and let a 747 hit you on the way in. Hmmm.. now there seems a job worth fighting for!
Oh, did I mention Heather & Blair had a drunken fling in the past (Locklear can clearly drink me under the table is she can consume 3 (!) martinis before having quickie sex)? Anyway... neither ends up getting the job... they stay in their current positions... let the sexual tension continue! This also allows them to continue to punk each other with things like changing runways for the arriving governor or calling in the bomb squad. What a hoot!
Actually the show was not that bad....not very good, but not bad. I love Heather Locklear and if anything, that will keep me watching...well, as long as there is nothing better on...though I have to say I am not totally convinced that the former Sammy Jo and Amanda Woodward is a really believable airport executive (and saddling the character down with a goofy name like Harley Random does not help that matter all that much either).
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