Occasional colored squares on a white floor is a standard '60s institutional floor tile pattern, but in this case, there was clearly only one colored tile, and the camera made a big point of it.  There's a hidden meaning there which I just don't get.  Megan feeling out of place at SCDP, a splash of color in a boring…

Oh, I got the reference.  But the guy was a douche in his previous videos, and all his cute dress-up did was make him look even douchier.

I was thinking the other day that the only thing that could make "Who Won TV?" more awkward and snottily pretentious was if the presenter literally looked down his nose at us for the whole segment.

Oh, and: "Elisa Kresinger created the video with help from mash-up guru Marc Faletti and posted it to her website, where she added this bit of social context to the video"

Yeah, I was just thinking the other day, "you know what this splicecut trend needs?  More heavy-handed, sanctimonious harping on themes that were handled with grace and style in the original source material."

Don't feed the troll, guys.

I'm reluctant to respond to pages of nerdspew with a point-by-point nerdspew rebuttal, but let's just say that every state in the Pacific and Mountain time zones has a higher average elevation than any state in Central or Eastern.  If the "seas are encroaching", the Pacific coast states won't go underwater until every…

Whoever did this doesn't know a damn thing about geography.

Seriously, we're talking about a show that devoted about a quarter of an episode to talk about a famous '60s ad that seemed like the opposite of an ad.  And never actually showed you the ad in question, expecting you to know about it or look it up.

See, this is why it's important that copyright protection go on for 200,000 years after the work is published.  If our most beloved works go into the public domain, they'll get abused for horrible kitsch and ads that suck the guts out of the original work.  But we can trust the artists' heirs to treat the work with…

The proper AV Club hipster way to play this game is to shoot for minimum points.  Michael?  Mann.  Justin?  Anderson!

I was having fun until "Alice" came up, and figured that since nobody but me knows the Lewis Carroll Alice's last name (Liddell), I should guess "Cooper".  The so-called right answer was "in Wonderland".  ARRRGH!

What's going on here is quite simple: Connoisseur Syndrome.

"The Real
Housewives of Beverly Hills is the closest TV can get to a Memento-like
narrative, beginning with the end."

@avclub-de584085097dbcc290d237ea48ccd97c:disqus,  that's about the best description of the artistic content of Real Housewives I've heard yet.

My wife and I are exactly the opposite: she likes escapist romantic fantasies (Castle, Chuck, How I Met Your Mother), I like grim, morally ambiguous drama (The Wire, Deadwood).

There are two kinds of people in this world: those who can listen to Stealer's Wheel without cringing, and those who've seen Reservoir Dogs.

"Dude, that's cock-blocking yourself!
"

It's very simple.

I smell sockpuppet!