Honestly, if Dexter was just half an hour long, I bet they could still produce some great episodes.

I think the main arc of season 4 was good. It was obviously incredibly formulaic, and everything not involving Dexter was a chore beyond belief, but the Dexter/Trinity parallels and Dexter's descent into perpetual freaked out frustration were often interesting. And even though Deb investigating was boring, I have to…

Don't be an ass. "The idiot X Factor audience?" "We the intelligent audience?" It was a good TV show, and now it's a bad TV show, but it's still a TV show. If you're gonna be an elitist, at least hype the Brothers Karamazov or something.

Can I point out how much I loathe "That's my girl"? It's an incredibly condescending thing to say.

Soulja Boy's got some mad respect in niche hip hop communities. He got rich off one single (and then slightly more so off a couple more singles) and then released increasingly abstract mixtape after mixtape. He's set for life, and has established himself as a true contemporary to Lil B the Based God.

I don't know, I still see Hank as basically a "good guy," for these reasons:

I think that's sort of why Oz sucks. The episodes were almost always totally incoherent. There were about fifteen arcs at any time, none of which ever converged into something meaningful. There was no beginning, middle, or end, because there was no story being told. There were individual exciting moments, (mostly from…

If I remember correctly, that episode basically hinged on the plot device used in "The Devil and Homer Simpson"—that Gunn's (Homer's) soul now belonged to Fred (Marge), and so it couldn't legally go to the forgettable villain of the week (Devil Ned Flanders). Except in The Simpsons, it was funny and sweet, but in…

Why is suffering the goal?