Erika Christensen on Lie to Me: The pix are in

So how was Erika Christensen’s juggy appearance on Lie to Me? “Real” and “spectacular” come to mind, in the Seinfeldian use of the words. But I’m glad she’s not a regular.

Because the last thing I need is to be compelled by cleavage — and the rarity of Erika’s appearances in general — to make time for yet another procedural drama, the novelty of which in this case faded a few episodes into last season.

Which is too bad, because I like Tim Roth, and I like Erika Christensen (or love, when her boobs become a factor), but seldom see either. Tim Roth is largely wasted on Lie to Me. Erika, on the other hand, was more buffalo-like in that little was left to waste:

For which I — and the show’s ever-shrinking audience — am grateful.

But I’ll be even more grateful if she doesn’t come back.