I'm late to the party that is Showtime's DEXTER series but as of last night I've seen the first two seasons and rather enjoyed them, but before I get around to doing a review of the series in general I simply have to say that the element that really kept me glued to the screen during season two was the character Lila Tournay. A raven-haired British installation artist whom the series' serial-killer/forensics expert protagonist meets during a series of Narcotics Anonymous meetings, Lila's seductive charms set off every alarm bell in my well-honed (but more often than not ignored) crazy/dangerous woman radar sense, and the shit she gets up to... Jeeeeeee-zuss!!!
Jaime Murray as artist/arsonist/total fucking headcase Lila Tournay: hot, British and horrifying.
I know from crazy chicks — once memorably dating a girl whose propensity for wanting to extinguish lit cigarettes on my Johnson clued me in to the fact that she might not be totally right in the head — so Lila's antics touched me in a very real and frightening place and Jaime Murray's performance in the part will stick in my head for some time to come. I won't reveal anything else and I'll leave you with a strong recommendation for the show, but especially for season two and the highly unstable terror brought to the table by Lila. Dexter may be a master of the art of stealthy serial murder, but I'd trust him a hundred times over before getting within twenty yards of Lila, and you can take that shit to the bank, Jack!
(Ironically, as I write this I'm listening to the Damned's recent tune "Little Miss Disaster," and while I have Lila on the mind it takes on a whole new meaning!)