The cases themselves are rather redundant to the procedural formula: most of them are nothing viewers haven't seen before. What makes procedurals work is the interaction between the main players. When a show doesn't have that part down (like the Chris Noth episodes of Law & Order: Criminal Intent, with a revolving…

Psych is fine entertainment when you want to unwind for an hour (such as at 1:00 AM after working all night, like right now). Most procedurals on TV right now take themselves far too seriously, or feature characters that don't give the viewer any good reason to take interest in them. This series isn't high art, nor…

If the Pickle Party is meant to allude to the Tea Party (discussed above), it's symbolic of the super-rich co-opting populist anger in a way that morphs the message so that it protects their own greed and self-interest.

Men who watch Two and a Half Men are watching alone (out of the shame of their pathetic existences), while men who watch football are often watching at a friends house or a bar. One isn't being watched by more people, merely more television sets.

Also, Friday Night's a great night for football…or, it was until that Dallas-Cleveland game when the Tae-Bo guy stuck a pistol in his jock and started shooting the defense.

Bocephus' argument was already plenty asinine; he merely chose to elaborate on it in the most asinine way possible.

Two categories of Madonna fans:
-Camp gay men
-Suburban moms who stopped paying attention to music in 1997

Is there any irony in the fact that a show about a writer forced to dumb down his columns to reach a mass audience…has to be dumbed down to reach a mass audience?

This would be a good enough show on a channel that has any tolerance for edginess, which CBS isn't.

Everyone knows that when looking for an intelligent perspective on Mexican-American culture, the best person to turn to is a Jewish-Filipino actor stuck in perpetual adolescence.

I'm not buying a young, waifish heart surgeon. I would buy a young, hot, hard-bodied fitness buff heart surgeon, but not one that looks like Rachel Bilson. Frankly, if I'm looking for cardiovascular health advice, I'm not going to approach somebody who survives on vodka and cigarettes.

I remember Marcus Pollard as the starting power forward of the Bradley University basketball team during the mid-90s, but that's because I grew up in central Illinois, and had access to season tickets.

It's about going to a freaking circus, for God's sake!

"Butterfly Kisses" became a hit in the same way Tyler Perry movies do. If you were an evangelical Christian during the late '90s, you had to own a WWJD bracelet, and "Butterfly Kisses" had to be your favorite song.

There are far worse things to be ashamed of, you dork.

You're a very silly man, and I'm not going to interview you.

Aubrey Plaza's a lot skinnier than she was last season, and not in a good way. Then again, so is Chris Pratt, not in a bad way. Maybe they're both severely malnourished.

The one thing that will sink this show faster than AIG stock is a "will they, won't they" story arc between Jess and one of the roommates. Knowing how lazy most TV writers are, I expect them to plant the seeds by episode six.

Green Onions is a ballpark music staple as it is. A pitcher shouldn't try to co-opt it.

Charlie's projectile vomiting aside, this episode was not an A-minus. There was something way off tonight, but I can't put my finger on it.