'Cause, if that's true, we're talking one seriously pansyass criminal and I, for one, like to think that a bunch of driven, overachieving, red-blooded Americans can do better than that.
It's the Jerry Bruckheimer effect (affect?), I think. No matter how interesting or clever an idea might be, his mere presence dumbs it down to a level that Prez Jr. could potentially understand. I got into a pissing contest with Warren Ellis about the guy once, and that seemed to be the only thing he couldn't argue with, that Bruckheimer talks down to the audience, and the audience sucks it up. And we, my dear friends, are the audience. So, as with most things, we really only have ourselves to blame.
Of course, while I'm bitching the subject of my bitch is playing innocently and innocuously behind me. Just a part of the problem...
...and, yes, the supposed OD'd but actually murdered junkie's girlfriend just spilled her guts based on an earring back and a bug bite.