While there’s no doubt that the Kinja Rapture has winnowed down AV Club commenters heavily, I’ve been waiting for GoT to return to see just how severe the culling has been. GoT used to pull hundreds of comments in the first hour after a new episode aired, and here, nearly 12 hours after the premiere, there’s only 208.…

“What the fuck was anyone thinking?”

I used to wonder if Walton Goggins ever got tired of being Hollywood’s go-to racist in movies and TV. But Jesus, Sam Rockwell. You can pass on one of these roles, right?

And no Wolverine in sight? How will they do this?

That’s a two-edged sword, though. JLaw is in the middle of a stretch of stinkers for the past couple of years, and she might welcome the regular X-Men payday.

I may be alone in this, but this show has a relentless downer this season. The character arcs have been constantly vexing. Andy: Portrait of a Young Douche. Caitlin turning into Jack Bauer or some shit (one week she’s torturing a drug addict, another week she’s putting Morlocks in harm’s way to save her and Lauren).

Hopefully, they will retain the series’ shaggy-dog, updated Rockford Files feel, and not make it some kind of “blue skies” knockoff.

I don’t hate-watch many shows, but the Gifted has become one. The show is such a relentless downer, it welcomes my abuse. Nothing good happens. Characters die pointlessly. People have shitty dye-jobs.

I am there for what I Am the Night intended to be, cynical LA noir, obviously informed by James Ellroy. But Chris Pine is no Jack Nicholson, India Eisley seems in over her head, and the dialog is frequently painful.

The idea that Wayne and Roland could finally acknowledge their bond as more than just a sense of duty, after decades of antagonism and acrimony, was really affecting to me.

SyFy has another problem, at least with me. They make no effort to accrue no goodwill from its potential viewers. They’ll start a show, let it have a wobbly first season, and just as it’s starting to find it’s way... cancelled. It happened to the halfway-decent X-Men ripoff, Alphas. And just last year to the Expanse.

I used to watch a couple hours of Andrew Zimmern every week. And watch Man Vs. Food, for the very likely possibility that Casey Webb would have a stroke on the air. Meat sweats!

They really need to cut out the sketches with too much technical tomfoolery. They always fuck it up. Either the green-screen gets messed up. Or the sound cues miss. Or the blocking of the scene goes wrong (hello, backless casts). Or Pete can’t get hold of the bird. If these repeated technical screw-ups resulted in…

Actually, this week would have been the perfect time for SNL to confront its own problematic history regarding blackface. I don’t believe that Billy Crystal ever reached for the shoe polish for his imitation of Sammy Davis, Jr. (somebody fact check me), but, for Fred Armisen’s Prince, and Darrell Hammond’s Jesse…

Taraji P. is becoming what Nic Cage and, um, Liam Neeson have been in past years: Reliable purveyors of mediocre mid-winter movies. Hidden Figures landed just on the right side of the entertaining/crap border, but Proud Mary? Woof.

I fail to understand how Levine’s tenure on a network show that has yet to produce a successful singer (outside of country music... I suppose?), and fronting an exceedingly mediocre pop band, has led him to have such clout in show business. What an accomplishment.

A girlfriend bought me a subscription to RS that I kept renewing for about 20 years. I was a magazine guy, alright? Finally, last year with the thinness of the every-two-week issues, I decided to let the sub lapse. But, when they started the monthly version, they just renewed me, with no money paid.

I’m glad this truculent chump has returned to his roots. There are way too many two-faced anti-Trumpers hogging the airwaves these days. Nichole Wallace, Jeff Flake, Jesus Christ George F. fucking Will. My only reservation is when Schulz’s unwanted campaign tanks, he’ll be right back on MSNBC.

If I had to chose an episode of the four aired that I would’ve had to guess David Milch’s involvement, it’d be this one. Not just for the abundant racial slurs and microaggressions, but in his willingness to interrogate them... sort of.

So, let me see if I’ve got this straight: Frank and an off-brand version of Faith, from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, get to reenact a version of Assault on Precinct 13, up against a villain who stepped out of one of the latter seasons of Cinemax’s Banshee series. Hmm.