My Weekend Crush

My thing for crime procedurals is no secret. I love them and unabashedly so. Over the years one show has grown on me with its combination of crime and, well, chemistry. No, not the chemistry of swirling beakers or spraying luminol. The chemistry of characters. “Bones” wasn't a favorite of mine when it started. The chemistry didn't quite click – yet. Still I watched, even if at first it was just to see what Angel was up to. But then I kept watching because it was impossible not to watch Emily Deschanel. We're talking bone structure for days, people. Over the past four seasons “Bones” and particularly Emily have made me a fan.

What I like about her intractable portrayal of Temperance Brennan is that while she is the queen of the squints, she gives Bones enough shared humanity and a healthy dose of heat to make her sympathetic. Also, it's cool that she knows martial arts. What? Smart gals who kick ass are a weakness. While “Bones” is a crime show, it's also a comedy with “Moonlighting”-worthy sexual tension. And it's that mix of light, dark and sexy that keeps us coming back week after week without wanting to slit our wrists or double bolt our doors afterward. (Seriously, I watched my first “Criminal Minds” recently and was so freaked out afterward I Googled home alarm systems.) Plus, seriously, Bones in librarian glasses? Hot. Bones not knowing that librarian glasses are hot? Double hot. Happy weekend, all.

p.s. I still hate Sweets, though. Bring back Zack!