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We’ve all gone through various stages of our pandemic response:  ransacking a grocery store, compulsive handwashing, buying random shit online, gentle sobbing. And now, watching Rizzoli & Isles. 

I’d only seen the show once before, when we were in Rome and there was nothing else on in English. Ian’s review was succinct but thorough: “it seems like they’re always fighting.” Needless to say, I did not feel compelled to watch it again after returning home, at least not until I had officially watched everything else. Seriously, like pretty much every episode of every iteration of Below Deck.

Um, it’s not great. But it’s surprisingly watchable. The unintentional (?) lesbian chemistry between them is white hot, and surely launched a thousand pieces of filthy fan fiction. I’m a sucker for horrific crimes rendered entirely cosmetic and easily soluble, and here they take down serial killers without even needing a two part episode. Plus, there are lots of extraneous characters for no reason, as though we actually felt compelled to meet the extended families of both Rizzoli and Isles. 

Of course, this has also led to a Rizzoli related internet deep dive. Did you know that Angie Harmon spoke at the Republican National convention for W, but announced on Instagram that she voted for Biden? Or that she embarrassingly campaigned online for the role of She Hulk? Or that she has combination skin? There is so much to be learned out there.