This is a very pretty album.

Tracy
hasn't been funny since the first half of season two. I greatly preferred him when he was womanizing, hijacking yachts, and trying to kill Conan O'Brien. The harmless, toothless Tracy of the last couple seasons is no doubt ratings-friendlier, but I cringe through all of his lines. 30 Rock writers: either restore…

Failed one hundredsies

Geoff Johns on Batman will give us all canceraids
It's like he's Batman, but a shiny, INSPIRING Batman, who inspires you, the reader, to be inspired, because you are that inspired. Also look, it's Dead Green Lantern and his cosmic wang!

I've no idea what's wrong with the AV Club. This season has been stronger by far than last - the guest stars are more properly contained, the show's actually about people making a TV show again, they're utilizing the supporting cast for the first time in nearly a year, and Jack's an asshole again, as he should be. I…

Scientology has its pyramid scheme, Catholicism has its organized criminal conspiracy to shield a network of serial child rapists, let's call the whole thing off.

Springsteen? Uh, no.
Between Ounsworth's plaintive warble, the drunken, ramshackle collection of pianos and organs playing behind him, and the vaguely apocalyptic lyrics, this album is very much planted in Tom Waits territory. Hell, "Bones in the Grave" sounds like someone took an outtake from Bone Machine and gave…

@DTH: Criticizing Hugo Chavez doesn't make one xenophobic. Portraying Venezuela as a stereotypical third-world dictatorship-slash-police state - which it is not - is xenophobic. The episode regularly relied on the ignorant stereotype that everyone in the developing world lives in some kind of military dictatorship,…

Mr. Burns has backstory; Mr. Burns has a treasure trove of quotable quotes; Mr. Burns has a thousand flavors of delicious evil. But Mr. Burns has never, ever been multi-dimensional. He works as a character precisely because he's a cackling caricature of corporate avarice, a man who effortlessly switches from dumping…

I've actually really enjoyed a lot of Jenna-centric episodes. The one where she gets her own entourage of bitchy gay men was hysterical.

problems, problems
1. They don't know what to do with Jack ever since his CEO storyline came to an end, so the only thing they do with him now is stick him in endlessly tiresome romantic relationships, when only his first (with Phoebe - "hollow bones, like a bird") really ever worked comedically.

Dude, in both "Arrival" and "Chimes of Big Ben" it's pretty clear that Number Six is a former spy, and both of them are part of the supposed "original seven episodes" intended by McGoohan. And even that description of those episodes is wildly misleading - McGoohan directed, edited and wrote episodes other than those…

If memory serves, McGoohan had a very particular idea with what he wanted to do with the series, and his script editor George Markstein had another. Markstein figured it was going to be a much more conventional spy drama, in which most of the big questions would have fairly conventional answers; McGoohan was really…

Great review, great episode, great series. As my inner nerd demands, though, the title of this episode is technically "Arrival," without the "The."

"Each scene with Richards will be also starring a 200 lb elephant."

Darjeeling was fantastic; so, for that matter, was Life Aquatic. The haters will hate no matter what Anderson does.

Bill Shatner for Generalissimo-for-life, then!

that was a funny, funny clip
And I laughed and laughed, and then I realized they were both dead, and then the sadness.

"Growing up, I had the idea for an 'anti-monster' movie, where we'd see the monster in the first shot and the narrative would be from its perspective. Hartley kind of beat me to the punch."

"Bush"? You don't need to reach for Bush for that, people.