Sorry, I should have read like three comments down before running my mouth off.
Sorry, I should have read like three comments down before running my mouth off.
He's not awful, he's just kind of a douche. The suits, Hamlindigo Blue, the tie pin thingy (is that what it's called? I'm a chick), moving Kim to a shit office after she loses the client even though he knows the clients are batshit.
Oh god more awkward situation discomfort television watching—I love this show so much, am I a closet masochist??
You can say 'shit', it's OK. We won't be offended.
Ugh you guys are lucky. When Hamlin told Jimmy he couldn't work there, my bullshit detector went apeshit and I spent the entire episode waiting for the other shoe to drop and hoping against hope it wasn't true. It was overly stressful for Monday night TV.
But is it a self-fulfilling prophecy?
When Hamlin rejected Jimmy, I turned to my spouse and said 'oh god oh god Chuck put him up to it!!' and by the time this scene actually came around I was rocking back and forth on the couch and half covering my eyes because I was dreading it so freaking much. And it really lived up to expectation!
WHAT ABOUT HIM
Chuck's downright creating Saul, in the same way that a spouse that's constantly accused of cheating might just be like 'well fuck it, might as well be doing what you think I'm doing anyway'.
Oh gods yes. I sweat for like, no reason at all. I'm pretty sure I'd die of dehydration in a space blanket suit.
I think I mentioned this at some point last season, but when I worked at Oak Ridge National Lab in 2007, one of the buildings totally had a mail robot, in all its bulky beeping glory. So the technology has survived just a tiny bit from the cutting edge tech it was at the time to the horribly outdated tech it is now.
I live to serve.
I love me some Mike, but it broke up the pacing.
My spouse made the same observation, and I countered that maybe he hadn't had time to go home and change.
Me too! It was worse than The Americans and Hannibal combined.
It wasn't just implied, it was a straight up hilarious trash can kickfest, which Kim had to go and fix up.
Gilligan and the folks on the insider podcast have been insinuating that it does hit a fever pitch at the end, but who knows what they mean by that/if it's a misdirect.
I read this in Krieger's voice, and it was a little weird.
Seriously, what the fuck Hamlin? He can't wait until the mailroom lackeys have finished the cake before he crushes Jimmy's dreams. I've long since accepted that I've become a person that talks to their TV, and I was telling Hamlin to put that cake the fuuuuck back.
Well, at least he didn't have the jacket on. But the white pants…they're just never coming clean.