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CM6: Compromising Positions
Jan. 21st, 2012 07:04 pmMoon on the lake, romatic music, couple having sex in a car, and were in In Name and Blood territory. Ellie has just been placed with a foster family. Em's is clearly worried that Morgan is getting too involved. Hotch with the exposition: couples being killed with at short intervals; different victimologies and locations; forced sex. Garcia offers to taken on JJ's role and even offers to tone down her wardrobe: this is so not going to end well. Significant Lincoln quote for the opener: "Whatever you are, be a good one"
Today's theme: piquerism, stabbing as a substitute for sex. Reid has obviously memorised the wikipedia page. Sexual sadism, control freakery and something missing from the victimology. Garcia looking very normal. And she's also hyper efficient — the idea of emailing photos of the team is a nice touch. "His blood's flowing to his extremities, just not the right one." Morgan with the quote of the episode. The heat's turned way up and the cheesy soul music isn't one of the presets: more control freakery. Both husbands were driven over-achievers: the missing bit of victimology and the overkill is a sign of dominance; the control is part of a fantasy. Ok, touchy and trusting nerds don't make good press liaisons.
Agency! The 3rd husband seems to have been a cage fighter. The wife's survival instincts don't keep her safe. Could the UNSUB be stalking victims at the gym? Prentiss cracks the case: the UNSUB was a swinger! Garcia gives is in over her head. Time to call FBI Technical Analyst Kevin Lynch! Heh: the the swinger matriarch mistakes Derek and Em for Jehovah's Witnesses. Parallel profiles: one at the cop shop, one with the swinger couple. The Fibees know the lingo but not scene. Decompensation! Prentiss picks up on the dynamics of marriage must faster than Morgan: "You don't control a girlfriend the way you control a wife" Psychotic break, revisiting old patterns. Cue a trashy swinger's party — I like that there are a couple of guys chatting in the corner, as though they were at a regular party — and a massacre. The hostess survives to identify the UNSUB. Sort of. Prentiss: "So you have sex, but you don't ask for last names" Reid and Rossi spot a key detail: the UNSUB is a locksmith. I'm never leaving anything in a gym locker ever again!
Garcia in meltdown. Mom's attitude superb: I though you'd tell me if you weren't coping; but that doesn't matter now, you just need to focus on the core of your job. Yet more decompensation: has the UNSUB killed husbands before? Hotch prods Morgan into giving Garcia a pep talk: don't try to be JJ, just try to be yourself and do things on your own terms. "How often do I tell you I love you?" "Every day. It's implied" Garcia is, apparently, a quick change artist and her whole exposition thing is pure gold. Yikes, Maryann is pregnant. Which gives Reid a way in, albeit an awkward and nerdy one. "Instead of swinging, he's killing" Denial much? Reid gets the brass ring. Em plays the femme fetale. "You've got to choose someone who's stable. Who's secure." Like you James? Prentiss doesn't blink. André Berthiaume for the close: "We all wear masks and the time comes we cannot remove them without removing our own skin."
Hotch with the lesson from his own life: do the thing you're good at and don't try to be something you're not. And Garcia with the perfect response: "Here I'm Mozart. And out there I was like a monkey playing the trumpet. And you guys need Mozart... Have I let you down?" "I no way whatsoever" I think Mom might just be perfect boss.
Today's theme: piquerism, stabbing as a substitute for sex. Reid has obviously memorised the wikipedia page. Sexual sadism, control freakery and something missing from the victimology. Garcia looking very normal. And she's also hyper efficient — the idea of emailing photos of the team is a nice touch. "His blood's flowing to his extremities, just not the right one." Morgan with the quote of the episode. The heat's turned way up and the cheesy soul music isn't one of the presets: more control freakery. Both husbands were driven over-achievers: the missing bit of victimology and the overkill is a sign of dominance; the control is part of a fantasy. Ok, touchy and trusting nerds don't make good press liaisons.
Agency! The 3rd husband seems to have been a cage fighter. The wife's survival instincts don't keep her safe. Could the UNSUB be stalking victims at the gym? Prentiss cracks the case: the UNSUB was a swinger! Garcia gives is in over her head. Time to call FBI Technical Analyst Kevin Lynch! Heh: the the swinger matriarch mistakes Derek and Em for Jehovah's Witnesses. Parallel profiles: one at the cop shop, one with the swinger couple. The Fibees know the lingo but not scene. Decompensation! Prentiss picks up on the dynamics of marriage must faster than Morgan: "You don't control a girlfriend the way you control a wife" Psychotic break, revisiting old patterns. Cue a trashy swinger's party — I like that there are a couple of guys chatting in the corner, as though they were at a regular party — and a massacre. The hostess survives to identify the UNSUB. Sort of. Prentiss: "So you have sex, but you don't ask for last names" Reid and Rossi spot a key detail: the UNSUB is a locksmith. I'm never leaving anything in a gym locker ever again!
Garcia in meltdown. Mom's attitude superb: I though you'd tell me if you weren't coping; but that doesn't matter now, you just need to focus on the core of your job. Yet more decompensation: has the UNSUB killed husbands before? Hotch prods Morgan into giving Garcia a pep talk: don't try to be JJ, just try to be yourself and do things on your own terms. "How often do I tell you I love you?" "Every day. It's implied" Garcia is, apparently, a quick change artist and her whole exposition thing is pure gold. Yikes, Maryann is pregnant. Which gives Reid a way in, albeit an awkward and nerdy one. "Instead of swinging, he's killing" Denial much? Reid gets the brass ring. Em plays the femme fetale. "You've got to choose someone who's stable. Who's secure." Like you James? Prentiss doesn't blink. André Berthiaume for the close: "We all wear masks and the time comes we cannot remove them without removing our own skin."
Hotch with the lesson from his own life: do the thing you're good at and don't try to be something you're not. And Garcia with the perfect response: "Here I'm Mozart. And out there I was like a monkey playing the trumpet. And you guys need Mozart... Have I let you down?" "I no way whatsoever" I think Mom might just be perfect boss.
