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Fri
Jul 3 2015 7:30pm

Hannibal 3.05: “Contorno” Means Accompaniment

Casually, contorno is a “side dish,” but that phrase isn't reverent enough for Hannibal 3.05's ode to accompanying women.

I've pointed out other instances in which the women in this show just won't go along, and instead run on their own tracks. In this episode, we're reminded how each acts from her own motivational center, and how different those may be from the crossing swords (and ass-kicking) of Will, Jack, Hannibal, etc. If other episodes have been largely about the senses of sight or taste, and we won't be deprived in this one, this episode also adds interest in sound, voices, music, and things fostered in silence.

We begin with Will Graham (Hugh Dancy) and Chiyoh (Tao Okamoto) on a rocking train, like the one carrying a wistful-looking Hannibal in the series premiere. They're discussing how Hannibal schooled her to sharpen her sense of smell (perhaps to explain her tracking him later). The cannibal was already orphaned by the time she met him, she says, at the time her family sent her into service with his aunt, Lady Murasaki.

[How does a Lithuanian noble get a Japanese aunt?]

Fri
Jun 26 2015 9:30pm

Hannibal 3.04: “Aperitivo” Whets the Bloodlust

In “Apertivo,” a cadre of fractious, murderous conspirators maneuvers to converge upon Caesar (okay, Hannibal). In Republican Rome, a lamb was sacrificed to Jupiter on the ides of each month, and it was by this date in March in 44 B.C.E. that a seer is reported to have told a scoffing Julius Caesar that harm would befall him. One historian reports that diviner was an Etruscan haruspex, or one who reads entrails and the livers of sacrificed animals. Hepatomancy. Hannibal would approve.

By leaving a handful of clever and resourceful victims alive—it's roster time!—Dr. Lecter (Mads Mikkelsen) foresaw himself becoming the center of their attentions. But he's not only on their minds, because he's the gravitational point that everyone's preferred triggerman Will Graham is actually compelled to orbit, as Chilton points out to Alana Bloom, who has become much more interesting since her defenestration. Forget the Concerned Friend. Bring on the Crusading Fate!

[Onto the enemies list!]

Sat
Jun 20 2015 9:00am

Hannibal 3.03: “Secondo” Means Choosing

In “Secondo,” Hannibal and Bedelia lounge in matching rompwear, while Jack mourns Will, who torments the tormented in the Lecter family vineyards.

In the novels as here, the well-heeled Hannibal lives at Florence's beautiful Palazzo Capponi. At home in their gorgeous apartments, Dr. Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelsen) is glum in a black satin something, and Dr. Bedelia du Maurier's (Gillian Anderson) matching him in the blackness of her garments and mood. The question of Will comes up, as it must, since Hannibal seems almost wistfully proud Will found him, and Bedelia thinks he may be stacking the deck for his favorite protegee. She tells Hannibal forgiveness takes two. It's an odd sentiment for a therapist and disastrous for the category of self-help books, entire shelves of which are dedicated to Letting Go. But at any rate, this will set up the first see-saw of the night, the axis between Betrayal and Forgiveness, the trembling, uncertain anticipation of which is compared in this conversation to falling in love. (And to think, I was concerned Willibal shippers might not get their share of joy.)

Bedelia seems remarkably sure, for the first time this season, that she'll be able to “navigate” a way out of her troubles. However, she puts the screws to Hannibal as to how and whether he will. She's prodding him with his recent self-destructiveness and the inevitability of his capture. Hannibal is almost supine as he tells her that Will is headed to a place he cannot go: home.

[Are Will's ears ringing in Lithuania?]

Sat
Jun 13 2015 9:30am

Hannibal 3.02: “Primavera” Springs Will Graham

In “Primavera,” we see Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelsen) and Will Graham (Hugh Dancy) almost together again and meet Florence's Inspector Rinaldo Pazzi, a long-time pursuer of “The Monster of Florence” and here playing the third wheel and last-to-know.

First, I enjoyed getting to flashback in leisurely fashion upon the worst dinner party ever, the one that ended Season 2 with such huge amounts of cast carnage. Notably, we relived the tenderly intimate gutting of Hannibal's profiler, awash with blood and realizations of how much each has been changed by the other. We also got to relive the jugular-slashing of their erstwhile daughter-slash-devotee-slash-inconvenience, Abigail Hobbs (Kacey Rohl).

Because this is a show that glories in its horrors, and Whodunnit? is the least exciting question (psst: it's Hannibal), there's no way to discuss it without SPOILERS, so be prepared.

[And don't attend parties with black stag on the menu.]

Fri
Jun 5 2015 9:15pm

Hannibal 3.01: an “Antipasto” of Drains and Snails

The Season 3 premiere,Antipasto” will imperil Hannibal (Mads Mikkelsen) in ways we've never witnessed. But even with the seemingly impossible challenges of identity theft under the suspicions of canny academic Florentines, and nursing—even provoking—the viper he spawned at his breast who is Bedelia du Maurier (Gillian Anderson), Hannibal's boredom may be growing dangerous.

Warning, this first one's going to get a little lengthy, but as the antipasto, and given previous seasons, I have some confidence we're setting the table with visual and story and character themes that are going to extend faaaar beyond one episode, at least through the first half of the season. Seriously, if I want to say anything about Hannibal and Bedelia, I'm just going to shorthand back here! So, let's dig in!

We begin the night's episode with a coolly-delivered “Bonsoir”. In a brief, neat echo of the blood-sculpture opening credits, shapes curl in smoke as Hannibal revs up a bike Sturgis-style to crash a reception in Paris. The honoree is an author and professor, Dr. Roman Fell (Jeremy Crutchley). As soon as Hannibal arrives, he's singled out by the professor's former assistant, Anthony Dimmond (Tom Wisdom). Handsome, ingratiating, and gnawingly jealous of his former boss, the poet Dimmond approaches Hannibal to dish on the evening's honoree, and, one also senses, to breathe in the scent of all that motorcycle leather.

At the end of the reception, Hannibal will give a metaphorical bonsoir to the man's liver after sauteeing it to his delectation (still leaky rare) and dining upon it in a confectionary apartment of white moldings, pale blue walls, and gold ornament that was so visually Parisian, I expected to see Audrey Hepburn's ghost in one corner. Hannibal will round out his evening with a bonsoir to the professor's wife (Catherine Tait), aussitôt gagné, aussitôt dépensé, which is what the internet tells me is French for easy come, easy go.

The dispatching and eating of these people, we're soon to understand, isn't because of Hannibal's intrinsic desire for this particular game. They're fine, but forgettable. The point is not to waste a chance at even a comparatively small pleasure if you must do the butchery anyway. See Dr. Abel Gideon's (Eddie Izzard) plight in this episode for an example of the lengthy, thoughtful preparation Hannibal gives to someone who actually interests him.

[Lomticks of meats and cheeses!]

Wed
May 27 2015 8:45am

A Taste of Hannibal’s Season 3!

Get a taste of the Season 3 trailer for Hannibal! 

Purely from later events, Thomas Harris fans already know Will Graham (Hugh Dancy) must have survived the bloodbath at Hannibal's to catch Dr. Lecter later, and we also know for sure that Dr. Chilton (Raúl Esparza) will be a future obstacle. But if you've forgotten how much of the cast was involved in the tremendous casualty count of the Season 2 finale, re-watch the episode coyly named for a seasonal dessert—see 2.13 “Mizumono” online at NBC.com. So much rainfall, and I didn't feel a bit clean afterwards.

It's also not a secret that there have been loads of Season 3 exteriors shot in Florence, so Dr. Hannibal Lecter's (Mads Mikkelsen) and Dr. Bedelia du Maurier's (Gillian Anderson) time in Italy will appear just as glorious as we'd expect from this gorgeously-designed show. I can't wait to see the chubby, disapproving faces of appalled marble putti

Hannibal's 13-episode Season 3 airs Thursdays at 10 p.m. Eastern from June 4th through September 5th, 2015.  If you're spoiler-sensitive, skip the rest of the post...

[I'm starving! Serve it up!]

Thu
May 7 2015 8:45am

True Crime Thursday: Thought Crimes, a Cannibal Cop, and the Marquis de Sade

Gilberto Valle was a six-year veteran of the NYPD when arrested. / courtesy HBOYou may recall the case of the baby-faced “Cannibal Cop,” Gilberto Valle III, who expressed fetishistic fantasies of killing, cooking, and consuming the flesh of women, including his wife. (See the documentary's trailer below for Thought Crimes: The Case of the Cannibal Cop.)

But Valle never actually did those things... well, he hasn't yet. Maybe he never would have and never will. That's an open question, answerable only by Valle. However, a recent Huffington Post article by Clay Calvert explains how Valle's resulting conviction for conspiracy to commit kidnapping will be argued this month in an appeal before the Second Circuit, a case which attorney Alan Dershowitz considers nothing less than “the future of the preventive state.” So the next question, one which our society and legal system must answer, is: What should we do pre-emptively, if anything, about the expression of such inclinations?

In 1785, the Marquis de Sade penned a twisted and bloodthirsty catalog of depravity called 120 Days of Sodom, or the School of Libertinism from his prison cell in the Bastille. In de Sade's story, four wealthy reprobates stock a remote castle with provisions and sex slaves, who include their own daughters. They're indulging in a four-month orgy designed to escalate until culminating in the erotic (?) slaughter of all the chattel, some of whom they intended to be pregant by that date so they can earn double-scores or something. This work, not widely available until the 20th century, has been condemned as pornography, praised as a blackly-humorous response to the Enlightenment, and treated as a subject for grim scientific research.

At the time it was written, it's said de Sade, far from engaging in the hedonistic revelries he scribbled, was suffering with uncontrolled gout and not quite enough money to bribe his jailers for better comforts.

[Express yourself... Then again, maybe don't.]

Wed
Apr 8 2015 10:30am

Fresh Meat: Thieves Fall Out by Gore Vidal (writing as Cameron Kay)

Thieves Fall Out by Gore Vidal (writing as Cameron Kay)Thieves Fall Out by Gore Vidal (writing as Cameron Kay) is a pulp novel, rediscovered after sixty years, about a broke American in post-WWII Cairo who gets involved in smuggling, intrigue, and revolution (available April 21, 2015).

This novel comes with comparisons to Casablanca right on the back—oh, it's understandable if you didn't notice that given the steamy front cover image by Glen Orbik. Well, I note that Egypt isn't Morocco, and this action's set post-WWII, but damned if they weren't right!

Dateline: Cairo, the dog days of summer in 1952, on the run-up to what we now know as the 23 July Revolution. If you're well-off or well-connected, there are pale, tiled rooms with gloved servants and cool beverages, places where international opportunists, trying not to sweatstain their gabardines, hide from the day's heat as they pantomime civilization. Outside the well-guarded hotels that cater to corrupt officials and smugglers, beggars swarm and impoverished natives foment revolution against a dissolute king.

After his rise-and-fall in oil wildcatting, then five years in the Army, where he boxed middleweight, Peter Wells finds himself in the capital city, thirty-one and stony broke. His most recent paid work was on a freighter that landed him at the docks of Cairo, resulting finally in a visit the U.S. Consulate:

“The last thing I remember was going into a dive a few blocks from here, about five o'clock yesterday afternoon. French place called Le Couteau Rouge. Next thing I knew, I woke up about an hour ago in a house with some woman I never saw before, Arab woman, asking me for money. Well, I couldn't remember a thing, but I was sure I paid in advance, knowing those places, so I got out fast. Then I found out too late I'd been rolled.”

Mr Case's Puritan face was set in a mask of bleak disgust....“Difficult,” said Mr. Case vaguely. “The Consulate doesn't like this sort of thing.”

“Neither do I.”

[For criminals, desperation's often in the job description...]

Sat
Feb 7 2015 6:00pm

Fresh Meat: Drawing Conclusions by Deirdre Verne

Drawing Conclusions by Deirdre Verne is the first Sketch in Crime mystery featuring CeCe Prentice, an eco-conscious freegan and artist suspicious of the death of her twin brother, a prominent genetic researcher (available February 8, 2015).

We meet CeCe Prentice on her way into a Dumpster. By choice. She's a Freegan, an eco-conscious artist in her twenties who hates waste and lives with four green friends on Long Island's North Shore, “experimenting with organic farming and subsistence living.” They live in part of CeCe's inheritance, the rundown former Harbor Master's home that's been in her family for generations. Among newer family traditions, CeCe's been estranged for decades from her father, who's never approved of her bohemian existence and who runs a laboratory that's a major local employer:

The venerable Dr. William Prentice was the founder and lead scientist of Cold Spring Harbor Laboratories, the central clearing house for all things DNA in the United States and around the globe. It was the home of the double helix, the national genome project, and a slew of other international scientific studies. In the world of hard-core science, it was hard to get bigger than Dr. William Prentice, a man who had devoted nearly fifty years searching for the cure. Which cure? Who cares. Take your pick. From what little I understood (or wanted to) about DNA, once those elusive little genomes were trapped and mapped, the answer would tumble out and wrap itself around a prescription bottle with a child-safety lid fully intact.

But it isn't her father that causes the cops to visit her home. They come because of another doctor and researcher, her brilliant twin brother, Teddy, who she adores. Not even thirty, he's found dead in his office at the lab.

[Surrounded by doctors, still not safe...]

Fri
Jan 16 2015 10:45am

Affordable and Thoughtful: The 21st Century Robot Forger

Robot forgery's been around for centuries now, really. Autopen machines to recreate signatures have existed since Thomas Jefferson began using one in 1804. This graceful robotic mannequin used to write advertising in store windows in 1929. Some authors have elaborated and experiemented with them for remote, but personalized book signings in the 21st century. There's now even a Torah-writing robot that can complete a scroll in 3 months, versus a human year, though something ineffable's lost without the goose quill and prayers. But now, we enter the age of the completely flexible and more affordable robotic cyber-forger. This is the technology behind several start-ups offering to “handwrite” notes as a personal service. According to Aviva Rutkin in New Scientist:

Customers can choose from a number of preset fonts, designed to look messy, stylish, or formal. Or for $199, Bond will mimic a customer's own handwriting, and for $499 they will invite you to work with handwriting experts for a day to improve it first. Bond also offers options based on the handwriting of famous people such as Sigmund Freud.

Why, of course. Even reproducing the handwriting of famous people. Or embodying any characteristic one chooses to display. What could possibly go wrong? I should also note this—ha ha—from an owner of one of the emerging firms:

“We're not trying to fool people into believing that someone wrote the note for them,” says Sonny Caberwal, founder of Bond, a New York City handwriting service that launched in November. “We're trying to give people a tool to express themselves in the way they want.”

Whatever you say. Write on. Now where did I stash that pile of aged parchment?

Leading image and much more cool historical info at Cyberneticzoo.

Fri
Jan 9 2015 9:45am

What is it About Legos that Screams Death?

With The memento mori continues to be updated for our times. This Lego video pierces us with the painful truth behind our entire existence, not just when stepping on one in bare feet.

The School of Life is not the first, however, to be inspired by plastic blocks to examinations of transience and inevitable decay. Check out these artistically abandoned Victorian houses created in the medium. Not bummed reminded enough of your mortality? Well, there's the iMori app for that.

Oh, all right, you ghouls!

More Lethal Lego Videos:

Cake or Death

The Reichenbach Fall

Silence: Lotion in the Basket

Tue
Nov 4 2014 2:30pm

Fresh Meat: The Year I Died Seven Times by Eric Beetner

The Year I Died Seven Times, Book #7 by Eric BeetnerThe Year I Died Seven Times by Eric Beetner is a 7-part serialized novel about Ridley Allen, who'll be punished by stubborn love, gnawing curiosity, and a perverse knack for survival after his Japanese girlfriend disappears (Book #7, the final installment, is available November 4, 2014).

Being a fan of short fiction as I am, also of series characters and episodic TV, I'm always excited to see people playing with serials. I'm happy to report this one is a blast, and not least of all because our hero really does die seven times. If you look closely at the title's cover, you'll see blood splotches on the calendar that forms the background. Each splotch marks a month in which an installment (and one of Ridley's deaths) occurs. This is no spoiler. From the scene that kicks off Book #1:

Had to be no more than fifteen seconds and the entire trunk filled, which meant the whole car had gone under. When the last of the air belched out from the seams where the trunk lid met the bodywork, I felt the car get sucked down like some sea monster has a hold of it or something. All I know is I picked up speed in a race to the bottom. I don't remember the moment when I blacked out or anything. I was too stunned and numb from the cold and a little dizzy from the whole lack of breathing thing. I couldn't believe it.

Believe it, reader, he's really dying, and that's where all the fun begins!

[There's dead-dead, but also a little bit dead...]

Tue
Jul 22 2014 9:30am

In Memoriam: James Garner (...Beep)

James Garner as Jim RockfordWith his square jaw and magnetic charm, he played soldiers, lovers, marshals, judges, a sheriff for a day, gambler Bret Maverick, Philip Marlowe, and even Wyatt Earp, switching effortlessly between television and movies well into his twilight. But I'll always recall James Garner first in his role as the iconic P.I., Jim Rockford, the wise-cracking, sportcoated beach bum with the broken-down trailer and the suspicious mind. Thanks for all the great times. Myself, I like to imagine he's in a solid gold Firebird somewhere, making J-Turns in the ether. Read Robert J. Lewis's Homage to a 70's Detective for much more.

And finally, to offer a celebratory tribute that you'll find nowhere else, here are the ice dancers from Donny and Marie Osmond's TV show, skating their hearts out—in life preservers no less—to one of the catchiest TV theme songs ever.

Tue
Jun 24 2014 9:15am

Prized, But Not Necessarily Prizes: The Strange Plight of the Hot and Busted

A tumblr specializing only in mugshots of hotties? Why yes, of course there is: Hot & Busted brings you all the miscreant man-candy (and, um, other specimens) you can feast upon with your eyes. In fact, the leftmost arrestee became a sensation after his recent felony weapons arrest, because the Stockton, CA Police Department's Facebook page posted his mugshot and netted close to 2500 mostly-drooling comments in 12 hours. Another novel (and sketchy) service from your always-on interweebs.

More from News10 on Mr. Left-to-Right. Don't dare if your weak heart gets broken by things like prior convictions.

Mon
May 5 2014 8:45am

2014’s Agatha Award Winners Announced

Hank Phillippi Ryan, author of The Wrong Woman, with her Best Contemporary Novel Agatha AwardAsk the winning authors to make you some tea—they've got the gear! This weekend, during the Malice Domestic convention in Maryland, the winners of this year's Agatha Awards were announced.

(Shhh- This pic of a beaming Hank Phillippi Ryan and her award comes via our flat-out theft from the Tweetstream of @JSpencerFleming, a sister nominee.)

 

 

 

 

 

Best Historical Novel: A Question of Honor by Charles Todd

Best Children's/YA: Escape from Mr. Lemoncello's Library by Chris Grabenstein

Best Contemporary Novel: The Wrong Girl by Hank Phillippi Ryan

Best Nonfiction: The Hour of Peril: The Secret Plot to Murder Lincoln Before The Civil War by Daniel Stashower

Best First Novel: Death Al Dente by Leslie Budewitz

Best Short Story: “The Care and Feeding of House Plants” in Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine by Art Taylor

 

To clarify any confusion on dates, these awards are given in 2014—we typically discuss them this way so you know they're the latest, red-hot news—but they're granted for works published during the previous year, so the award says 2013. Check here to see all the terrific nominees, and congratulations to the winners!

Wed
Apr 9 2014 8:45am

Monuments to the Everyday: Claes Oldenburg as Crime Poet?

The Apple Core, a sculpture by Claes Oldenburg

Pop artist as crime poet? Well, Claes Oldenburg's work repeatedly makes monuments out of the everyday detritus of living, from apple cores to clothespins. By aggrandizing the humble, he offers a fresh perspective and dispels complacence, which is what I think crime stories do. They delve into what's tawdry, venal, cruel, or tragic with such purpose and attention that we come to consider events and people far differently than we do blipped statistics or stale news items.

Here are three minutes of Claes Oldenburg's wonderful words, excerpted from his “Ode to Possibilities” (1961), read in honor of National Poetry Month and as an unusual stop on April's blog tour for crime poetry, 30 Days of The 5-2.

He's for  “an art that embroils itself with the everyday crap” and “an art that imitates the human, that is comic, if necessary, or violent, whatever is necessary.” IMO, that's the enduring attraction of the crime genre. Do you agree?

The complete text, with much more background on the artist and his work, may be found at the Walker Art Center.

Wed
Dec 18 2013 10:45am

Low-Rent Robot Police On the Sniff in Silicon Valley

Model K10 is better in open spaces, K5 in close quarters/ Photo: KnightscopeVia the International Business Times:

Silicon Valley startup Knightscope has created robots that can replace policemen - and cost just $6.25 (£3.80) an hour to rent.

The robots, which are 1.50 metres (59.06 inches) tall and weigh 136 kilos (about 21 stone), are able to collect real time data and utilise predictive analytics to provide a commanding but friendly physical presence...

“Imagine a friend that can see, hear, feel and smell; that would tirelessly watch over your neighbourhood, keep your loved ones safe and put a smile on anyone walking by your business”, Knightscope said when introducing the robots during the recent Plug and Play Winter Expo in Sunnyvale.

Because there's nothing quite a friendly as unrelenting surveillance and data gathering on people who haven't done anything...you know, just in case.

I think we might feel better if it looked less like a derma-peeled Dalek and more like Almost Human's Michael Ealy (or even Karl Urban, IYKWIMAITYD).

h/t: Fark

Mon
Nov 18 2013 9:45am

Thrift Store Landscape Paintings Improved by Monsters

Thrift Store Painting, perfected by Artist Thyrza Segal

 

Paintings at thrift stores get a bad rap, possibly because they're the kind of things people wanted rid of enough to donate. (Hey, the donors could have burned them or turned them in for use as in quality testing at the Sharpie factory, right?) Anyway, artists Chris McMahon and Thyrza Segal decided instead to perfect discarded landscape paintings by adding monsters, trying as well as they could to match the original paint and color scheme, so the addition would harmonize completely, like the buckaroo roping a who-knows-what above. There are more brilliant improvements to behold at Twisted Sifter (hat tips and thanks), and just remember, Winter Gift Season is Coming.

Thrift Store Painting, perfected by Artist Chris McMahon

Tue
Oct 22 2013 8:45am

Death Watch Counts Down Your Life, Comes in Black

Tikker Death WatchAmong many new ventures one can fund on Kickstarter is this one: Tikker is a death watch that collects health questionnaire answers and your current age to let you proudly sport a digital countdown toward your estimated demise. This is designed to help wearers value life more, and accordingly, not to waste time—most particularly it seems on negative emotions and skipping vacations.

Not to be a naysayer *ahem,* but there are plenty of stories where rage, pride, revenge, and even plain old boredom become potent motivation for positive outcomes. Just the effort of trying to achieve almost anything can be frustrating and misery-making. Most victory laps have a jagged path of fits and starts, advancements and setbacks in their wake. Perhaps one's individual contentedness really is the most important product of every moment (Not happy?...What about now? Halt valueless activity! Embrace the Smiley Face!). But then again, pain and failure only persist until the moment they don't. As Edison said, “I believe that restlessness is discontent, and discontent is merely the first necessity of progress.”

Here's the somewhat creepy pitch video, so you can judge the whole death watch concept for yourself!

Sun
Jun 30 2013 5:30pm

Are You Doing ABC’s Whodunnit?

Last Sunday marked the premiere of ABC's new “reality” series Whodunnit. Thirteen guests and a butler assemble at a manor house (you know how we forever adore those). When one guest gets “murdered,” the rest have to find the identity of the rampaging killer as one by one they're eliminated or executed or whatever. This isn't the First 48, so we're not facing real deaths or crimes, but a game.

[Check out the promo and more groundless speculation!]