The show has pretty much always been the fever dreams of a mad man. Birds in corpses, corpses in horses, tree people, beehive people, mushroom farms, giant eye sculptures, that totem pole, the shrike-elk, the wendigo, Hannibal's Picasso face, the time Will melted, Chilton's vivisection, that girl who kept ripping all…

I almost dozed off part way and didn't think that the show had much to offer beyond the movie besides a cryptic Billy Bob, but then that loser killed his wife with the hammer and things sharpened up a bit.

He is another incredible douchebag in a show famous for its collection of douchebags, but I'm not sure I'm willing to buy into the show's philosophy anymore than people like him are awful philistines.

We're on, what, season 7 now?

Maybe Breaking Bad has screwed up the way I think about television, but that pull quote about Mad Men being "the best drama in television history" strikes me as more and more off. This is its "last" season, right? They can try to hype the ending, but it doesn't feel like its on the Sopranos' or BB's level any more in…

Well, that was horrifying.

It's never not Littlefinger.

I wouldn't even say "one of." I'd go all the way and say he's the breakaway character of the year.

Wasn't his real name Misha/Mikhail and he had some totally normal "patriotic" family and was engaged with the girl who looked like Lizzy Caplan?

Quite the opposite. He handled that scientifically in the worst way possible. The dementia act should have been enough to allay any remaining suspicion, and so it should have been a pretty open and shut case that Paige was 1000% unjustified in skipping school to travel out of state on her own. Instead he starts…

I'm not one to trash the Simpsons or say that it's decline is ever accelerating, I think it's generally plateaued by now into a largely unimpressive but hardly risible show.

I appreciate the sneering certainty of your utter wrongness. Thematically apropos.

I appreciate his motives in all of this, but I'm not sure that Seth MacFarlane doing goofy accents is a great fit for an episode extolling the virtues of openmindedness.

Meh, for a hundred thousand years people have been putting their mouths all over other people. And yet nobody is ever 100% on board with the idea when you're just starting out.

Not nearly enough attention is being paid to the casual post-mortem in the parking lot after the two husbands had to burst in on their wives doing each other (and another guy) as just another routine night on the job.

It's one thing to walk in on your parents doing it, it's probably quite another to see them 69ing. To the ladies out there: would such a hypothetical situation turn your teenage self off oral sex for good or would it actually make it less intimidating an act now that you've seen Mommy go to town on Daddy? Incredibly…

This show has churned through a lot of campy bullshit in its time, but G.I. Jane's stripper fatigues are right up there.

This gets progressively funnier when you remember that Boyd is destined to die childless and buried in a potter's field, whether he gets gunned down in the street or wastes away in prison.

Because he assumed that Sherlock lacked the stomach for killing and would skulk home to plot with the Lady Smallwoods of the world and try again at some later date.

You two aren't getting it. The British government doesn't just assassinate infamous newspaper magnates on their front lawns. Sherlock can't just sic his brother on CAM.