Leave it to forensic dramas to expose the more absurd fetishes in the world. When a body that’s been ritualistically killed like a racehorse turns up on Bones, their track record would make you think that some cult or criminal mastermind was behind the crime. The answer was much simpler: a jilted lover from a weekend retreat of “pony play” enthusiasts. For those of you not in the know, those are people who get off on dressing like horses and/or horse-masters and prancing around stables. It was almost like an episode of HBO’s Real Sex circa 1997 but with attractive people. A little googling will show that the real fans of pony play are not primetime TV friendly. I’ll spare you a link.
Between forced science-speak and annoying FOX programming plugs (even you can’t make me watch Jeff Foxworthy, Boreanaz!), last night’s episode maintained the third season’s surprising increase in awesomeness and offered more than the usual allotment of laughs with gratuitous scenes of horse/jockey role-playing and the thinking man’s Deschanel at her comedic peak (in a hesitant monotone: “Stop! Or I’ll kick you in the testicles!”). Also my assessment/profession of guilt a couple weeks back is looking less unfounded by the episode. Season three of Bones is chock full o’ serial storylines! The search for Angela’s mystery husband continues, we still don’t what the hell happened to Zack in Iraq and Bones and Booth’s broken chemistry has made us completely forget about wanting them to throw down. We just want them to be buddies again!
As you might imagine, this week’s taboo case brought to light yet another subject matter that Booth and Bones do not see eye to eye on. Old-fashioned, romantic Booth thinks fetishes are a dirty way to avoid true intimacy. Rational, woman-of-science Bones thinks some people are wired for kink and doesn’t see a problem with a little role-playing. Did they agree to disagree like every other week? Nope! When faced with Booth’s sweet confessions about relationships and cliché statements about “making love,” even Bones is helpless. Another round to you, Seeley.
You know, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking.. and I’m sticking with Zooey.