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“We conduct the investigation based on the evidence we have, not on the evidence we need.”

Stana Katic stars as Kate Beckett, a no-nonsense homicide detective and muse for crime novelist Richard Castle on the show of the same name.

Beckett, of course, has a past of the murdered-mother variety that drives her in her work. She’s tough, successful, easy on the eyes naturally, and her career is on an upward trajectory. She loves her white board to work out crimes, she respects her competent team, and she thrives on maintaining tight control as a good manager of homicide investigations unit.

Enter Castle.

He drives her to the brink of insanity with his snarky, teenage boy shenanigans, but Beckett endures it because she appreciates his outside the box thinking. And even though you can almost feel through the television screen how badly she just wants to shoot him in the foot when he goes off into the proverbial ether with his wild theories, she holds back. She does this not just because he is usually right, but because he is a like-minded sounding board.

Good partnerships are a tricky thing. They are unpredictable and can often occur where and with whom you’d least expect. Beckett’s partnership with Castle works because they provoke each other constantly. And provocation can be a powerful inspiration. Beckett’s constant critique of Castle’s theories forces her to constantly re-examine her 0wn. And of course, all of this goes to show you don’t have to like someone to learn something from them.

Oh, Beckett likes Castle just fine. Don’t you worry. Although there’s an argument to be made about how serious women could truly be attracted to a man-child of Nathan Fillion‘s stature (but we do, I blame it on Fireflylove.him.), this is TV, afterall, and Castle is merely following in the footsteps of great investigative partnerships such as Moonlighting, Heart to Heart, Scarecrow and Mrs. King, McMillan & Wife, etc….

I think what sets Castle apart is the believability of Beckett. You can see this character in real life solving a murder. You want this character in real life solving murders.


imagesOkay, I’m sooo late to the game on this one, but after a recent weekend spent on the couch with a lame back, a friend loaned me seasons 1-4 of NCIS, and now, I hate to admit, I’m hooked. The upside is that I feel like I have gotten my proverbial blogging mojo back. And it’s mostly because of Abby…and my theory about her parentage…

I know Abby, forensic technician extraordinaire!, is supposed to be the hearing child of deaf parents, but I think it’s a cover. I think Abby is the quirky, overachieving love-child-gone-wrong of X-Files residents Fox Mulder and Dana Scully…who also got kicked out of reform school…and single handedly supports the local tattoo parlor…

See, while Abby’s hard science tradecraft is truly superb, like mama Scully, just like old papa Mulder she too wants to believe. The chick digs crop circles! And unabashedly believes in aliens! But despite all her science, Abby brings a dash art and a heaping tablespoon of philosophy to her dishes. She is a creative thinker and willing to use that occasionally big bag of crazy between her ears to explore alternative theories.

I liken Abby to the revolution that has been going on in industrial design for the last ten years. Companies have been hiring not only the very best engineers but artists as well. Artists who may not remember a thing about high school trig class, but that doesn’t mean they can not dream up a truly new and innovative way to make a stapler.

Sure the character lacks boundaries, and her who hero-worship of Gibbs is slightly odd (although I totally dug the whole Gibbs-Shrine thing as a coping mechanism at the beginning of season 4), and so is her devotion to Catholicism while she plays with voodoo dolls and parties in cemeteries, but darn it if the girl doesn’t get the job done each and every time.

Abby’s interest in, well, everything makes her the perfect poster child for the 21st century knowledge worker. And the fact that she is allowed her public weirdness makes her that much more effective. Personally, I could wouldn’t want to share lab space with person that into Death Metal, but I think Abby, for her stellar quirkiness, does all us adorable, tattooed freaks proud.

And yes, while you may not know me, I am visibly in-your-face-tattooed, and quite adorable, and I am known to perform some damn fine analysis…but I prefer late 1970’s punk to Death Metal. That’s where Abby and I part ways.