there's no reason reasonable people can't disagree reasonably.

now that's how a takedown of taboo oughtta read!

taboo is not boring. but these reviews are. or at least boorish. i disagree with reviews all the time. it can even be fun. keeps you sharp. but a review that clearly misunderstands its subject's intent? and then wraps up all the misreadings into a joyless academic writing style? it is insufferable.

oh my goodness these reviews are making me crazy. the guards were either locked in the other room or dead — atticus was clearly covering his mouth and nose to avoid dr. poop-taster's noxious chemicals — he was not trying to hide his identity.

You crazy. I realize Taboo is a polarizing watch, but that C is an A all day every day.

dirk gently runs down a hall and screams:

i was in high school for PB, and my group of hip-hop loving friends formed a kind of ad-hoc PB fan club. for the cassette version, capitol records made all the housings in different random colors, and you couldn't tell which color you were gonna get because of the full wraparound cassette art (which folded out into a…

Not weird to me, Jackbo. San Junipero's idea of a digital heaven (and the world and rules they build around that idea) is pretty appealing, but it's also super unsettling. Which goes ditto for Yorkie and Kelly and the digital afterlife they're committing themselves to inhabit. It might be an incredible opportunity for…

if i had a dollar for every time in my life i've said "take this under advisement, jerkweed," i would now be sitting on beach, earning 20 percent.

I would very much like to watch (and listen) while Kelly MacDonald investigates other criminal conspiracies (aside from genocidal nano-bees) in future London, please.

hell yes to this observation. the inflexible, judgemental intensity of some comments is fascinating. HACF really gets peoples bloody mindedness pumping! there are heated threads here that read more like partisan political bickering than television recap conversations.

i needed a little more robo-butler this week.

yes yes yes. i've been getting a case of the mad mens every new episode this season! they've really found a similarily mesmerizing pacing, attention to period detail, and surprising or revealing character moments. and both are loaded with delightful dark comedy — always the unsung secret weapon for making great…

i loved russell being a crude-insult miyagi to gamby's limited-vocabulary daniel-san.

i gotta protest this woefully inadequate review grade. this was, by far, my favorite episode of VPs. it's been a very funny, but very uneven season, and this felt like the show finally figuring out how to blend all of it's ingredients into a satisfying breakfast scramble.

goddam this show good.

so…we spent more than half of this episode hanging out in some swamps where the main dramatic conflict was a religiously motivated impasse over "how should we heal a baby's fever?"

This is some kind of elaborate cosmic prank right?