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Though I guess this means Curly Redhead Journamalism Lady is MrsTheMonarch then?

It hasn't quite lost me — the thing's goofy enough to bring me back for another episode or two at least — though I did roll my eyes at the reveal that Crane's wife had been burnt as a witch.  You'd think by now it would have sunk in that witches in Colonial America weren't executed by burning (not only that, the last

I've always thought of it as a sort of unofficial adaptation of J.G. Ballard's High-Rise, which is itself finally being filmed by Ben Wheatley (Down Terrace, Kill List), thereby making this remake doubly unnecessary.

I dunno, whenever she's onscreen, I find myself almost hypnotized by her enormous, grey alien-like forehead.  I mean, seriously, you could sell advertising space on that thing.

I'm assuming it's somewhere on the the outskirts of Vancouver doing the same half-assed job of subbing for Maine as it does subbing for Santa Barbara on Psych.

I'll have a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it.

Even if it were just Paul F. Thompkins doing his Herzog impression …

I would've expected him to say something too, but like I said, the characters on this show have a rare talent for both not noticing stuff that's blindingly obvious and not following through on it when they do.  Plus his later letting her drown made me wonder if he did at least think he might have been Max's father,

So, are we supposed to infer that Max is Big Jim's daughter?  I kinda thought Mare Winningham's garbled backstory infodump was intimating that he had been the one who got her pregnant in high school (I realize he doesn't say anything to confirm or deny this, but seeing as the inhabitants of Chester's Mill have a

Although if this requires one of them to actually chop his hand off and plunk it on the thing, like Eric did with one of the vampire-prison flunkies in True Blood a couple of weeks back, I wouldn't mind.

I kinda liked it, but still found it a bit of a disappointment, mostly because they never quite fully embraced the soapiness of its premise:  the show seemed to have the mute button permanently on, as though the producers were thinking "maybe if we downplay how completely insane this whole setup is, people will take

If it stops him from doing another pun-run, I'm willing to call it a net win.

Well, we've certainly had a fair amount of cheese thus far, so some avocado would make a nice change, I should think.

I find it instructive that the producers insist on replaying that shot of the bisected cow in the "Previously on…" segments.  It's still one of the most arresting images from the show so far and they probably think it's somehow emblamatic of what they're trying to accomplish.  Which it is, although perhaps not

Any scene with her and Felix is Comedy Gold.

I think the differences between sf and fantasy are more stylistic than content-specific.  In most fantasy stories, the fantastic elements are taken as a given, while in sf the science, no matter how otherwise fantastic it might be, is presented as an extrapolation from known ideas or principles.

Orcnarok!

I was only just getting used to Clint Mansell's Requiem for a Dream being the new Randy Newman's The Natural.

Same here.  At the time it was made, I was living in downtown Manhattan and knew many of the shooting locations first-hand, so to this day it's a very powerful reminder of that period of my life (I had several nights out of my own that, while not rising to the level of nightmarishness as the ones Dunne's character

Producer credits can be somewhat nebulous — sometimes they can be a sort of courtesy title given to people who had been instrumental in a production at some point and thus have some sort of financial stake (no pun intended) in it, even though they're not necessarily involved in it on an ongoing basis (for instance,