A satisfying conclusion…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s quotation is from The Hound of the Baskervilles by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle:
“The original hound was material enough to tug a man’s throat out, yet he was diabolical as well.”
“I see that you have quite gone over to the supernaturalists. But now Dr. Mortimer, tell me this. If you hold these views, why have you come to consult me at all? You tell me in the same breath that it is useless to investigate Sir Charles’s death, and that you desire me to do it.”
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And speaking of crime solving…
Yes, I do seem to watch a few (probably far too many) of these factual re-enacted forensic science getting-the-perp-under-lock-and-key shows on the TV. Of course some people must watch them to get a sort of perverse stimulation out of learning the messy details of how horrible human beings can be to each other, and it is all pretty unpleasant, and it must be a filthy job for the plucky careworn cops and their stolid scientists, I certainly wouldn’t fancy the job – but of course somebody has to do it.
Me, I don’t relish the blood and the gore, but I’m quite impressed by the science; it is quite satisfying to see some awful self-centred cold eyed thug peering glumly out from behind thick bars all because one of his hair follicles packed with his DNA was retrieved from a  grubby doorknob.
I like the language and tone that the voice-over person adopts too…

The substance on the shoe was oil – entered into the national database – it was just his quirky way – he harbored a grudge – numerous text messages – it raised a big red flag with us – then he spits out his gum – we pulled him into the station – he morphed into a ruthless killer – everything was going to plan – a calculation monster – his guilt was overwhelming – just recognising a voice on the tape – he was a man used to getting his own way – on the porch – she lent him $10,000 – industrial strength garbage bags – a psychic – wearing women’s clothes – inconclusive results – to unravel the mystery – when justice seemed just out of reach – just a bizarre coincidence – his demeanour was calm – prime suspect – twenty-five to life…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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9 Responses to A satisfying conclusion…

  1. ktz2 says:

    If that was Forensic Files, the narrator was Peter Thomas. I happen to know this because he was famous for his distinctive voice and people raved about it in the youtube video comments. I always wondered if he sounded the same way in everyday conversation

  2. jean c says:

    I, too, seem to be drawn to watching shows in this genre. I enjoy the sleuthing part, not the killing and gore parts. But it’s remarkable how many of these shows follow the same formulas with minor variations.

  3. Sharon Mann says:

    Not into this genre myself, but I do agree the science of it all is amazing.

  4. Dana Doran says:

    Oh that national database!….does it contain DNA from those thugs from earlier crimes OR is it the DNA from all those people trying to determine what their cultural heritage is via “23 and Me” or “Ancestry DNA?”

  5. David Manley says:

    Another classic…with a great band from the 80’s hardcore rock scene I see… the Industrial Strength Garbage Bags…weren’t they great? I bet they went down a storm in Dulltown….

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