Though I try not to, whenever I find myself on vacation and in my hotel, I watch a lot of hotel TV. It’s a treat for me because I don’t have cable at home. It seems no matter where I go, I always catch a few episode of Forensic Files. I even saw an episode while I was in London! There’s something about that show that just draws me in. First, you know it won’t take up much of your time. The show is thirty minutes so it’s an easily digestible chunk of entertainment. Second, it draws you in immediately. In less than a minute, the show lets you know what happened, sets up the mystery, and basically dares you to not to continue watching. How could you not want to find out who the killer was? Last but not least, the unmistakable voice of the narrator, the late Peter Thomas added so much to show. His distinct delivery, the way he gave the audience the necessary bits of information was as much of a draw as the content of each episode. It’s a shame his voice has been silenced.
Forensic Files is now on Netflix and there are evenings where I don’t plan on watching it and suddenly I’ve seen three episodes without realizing. I need to go to bed now but I’m contemplating squeezing in one more episode. It’s just 21 minutes, that’s not a long time right?