Mary McDonnell, Graham Patrick Martin
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Last summer, the stories on Major Crimes revolved around the theme of expectation. Our human ability to imagine the future — to project what lies around the next bend in the road — is both a great asset and a terrible flaw. When we have properly predicted events, and reap the benefits of our planning and hard work, rejoicing follows. But when we arrive at the end of our labors without gaining what we anticipated, tragedy can ensue.
And that is where the third season of Major Crimes resumes this Monday, for when expectations fall short, most of us fall back on the primitive engine of hope. Even the very worst darkness cannot prevent our hands from reflexively reaching out for a light. Whatever passions or dreams act as a lamp when your eyes cannot see on their own: that is hope. Speaking for myself, when I slump, my family picks me up, providing the luminous love I need to carry on.
I believe in family like I believe in the sun...
The expectation of safety has — alas - exploded in our modern world. Worse, the very idea of safety has become so politicized that it's nearly impossible to discuss (from any perspective) without simultaneously inviting partisan criticism. Walking through this political minefield just to tell a story is nearly not worth it
Those who watch Major Crimes regularly know that we try to vary the tone from episode to episode. Some stories are dark and moody; some are light and, occasionally, funny; some are designed to be action-packed thrillers; some are built as studies of human nature. And, usually, we end our seasonal run with a touch of horror. Last year's spree killing "Poster Boy," and the previous season's cool-headed sniper, led us into the more depraved reaches our genre.
Here we go again...
Raymond Cruz and Mary McDonnell
bsp;Ask police detectives about homicide's "blue chips," and right up there with divorce, greed and psychopathy, they will mention "getting even" as one of their highest performers. In fact, if you factor in gang violence, mob hits and war zones, retaliation isn't only a celebrated motive for murder, but also the prime mover behind the deaths of millions of men, women and children around the globe.
Add to this cheery observation that civilization doesn't seem to be getting any easier to maintain, and that the expectation of privacy has pretty much ceased to exist, and you have the toxic recipe for tonight's victim, a purveyor of a particular form of on-line harassment known colloquially as "revenge porn." Imagine a website...
Raymond Cruz, Mary McDonnell
We wake in the morning, pour hot and cold running water for coffee and showers, fry eggs or fill our cereal bowls with milk from the fridge, find our cars in their garages, or our trains at their stations, or our buses at their designated stops. We drop off children at schools, and stop by ATMs and maneuver our way to work through a series of signals managing the flow of traffic and railway cars, and we do most of this while taking for granted our comfort, ease and, most especially, our safety. The tragedies of Newtown and Aurora and Santa Barbara may jolt us, or cause us to doubt, but nothing totally shakes our faith that civilization has — for the most part - triumphed.
But, like the justice system in which Major Crimes operates, our civilization has been designed to work in the aggregate, not for individuals, and our assumptions that we live in an ordered world can be rudely dismissed by criminals bent on chaos...
We are born with an expectation of family; there is no other way for a baby to survive. Humans are so frail and weak during infancy that, without adult protectors and providers, they would be dead within a day. But relatives are not only present to feed and defend, they are also shapers of character, first teachers in the subjects of life, last words on rights and wrongs: they are the personification of fate; they are a form of destiny that we must either embrace or escape (and sometimes both).
But what about those for whom family is not a given? Children left behind, as it were, or set aside, or forced by circumstances from their original cribs? For example, I was adopted...
Graham Patrick Martin
Mystery stories trade in puzzles and surprise. How did the body get into the library? How was it all the windows and doors were locked from the inside? Why is the victim wearing someone else's cologne? These are the riddles over which Miss Marple and Hercule Poirot expend their energies as private detectives and likable busybodies in British detective fiction. But, in Major Crimes, as elsewhere in the procedural world, sometimes the most difficult conundrum facing our division is the law itself...
Mary McDonnell, Jon Tenney
You cannot see the justice system from space; you cannot hug it; you cannot shake its hand or climb its walls; it is an abstract construct deriving its power from our collective resolve to settle society's conflicts through the administration of law.
Though a primary pillar of civilization, the justice system was not designed to succeed for individuals, but in the aggregate. Indeed, one could conceivably argue that it is our commitment to support the justice system even when it functions improperly — even when it does less well than it should - that endows it with more secular force than any other institution in our daily life.
Raymond Cruz and Mary McDonnell
The ability to communicate with others is something we mostly take for granted. An expectation of understanding serves as the unconscious foundation of nearly every social, personal and professional transaction we undertake. True, the atonality of e-mail, or the micro nature of Twitter feeds and Facebook posts, can lead to some fairly interesting apologies. And let's not forget how irritating autocorrect can be. But technological gremlins are not the only obstacles standing between us and perfect clarity. If our words sometimes fail to carry their proper meanings, maybe it's because we have said them too many times before, or changed them entirely from one day to the next. Our character, our reputations and our known opinions may provide our statements with unintentional context, so that we are not misunderstood at all but, rather, understood better than we realize.
Det. Julio Sanchez has always been in favor of short declarative sentences; his reactions usually tell us more about him than his verbal responses...
Mary McDonnell, Jon Tenney
Finally, we have come to the end of our second season. Major Crimes will not only finish up business it started last week, but also answer some questions it asked last November, last summer and last year. The manner in which identity and character combine to form human nature - our nineteen episode theme — will, of course, remain a mystery, but we have framed our inquiry as well as we could.
Part of that frame involves dramatizing how two boys from similar circumstances could have turned out so differently. I won't give away our ending — I've never wanted to use this opportunity to present spoilers — but it won't take long to spot the numerous similarities between Rusty and his would-be murderer: both abandoned, both abused as teenagers, both affected by the addiction and drug problems of their respective mothers, and the comparisons do not end there. They see themselves in each other, yet every resemblance is superficial....
We have arrived at the last two episodes of Major Crimes first winter season, during which we will answer several questions that have accumulated during the previous seven months, and unravel the mystery behind the threatening letters written to Captain Sharon Raydor and her material witness, Rusty Beck.
And we will face two of the final tests of character as this curious case unwinds in unusual fashion...