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Hayley Atwell, the new Bond.

KS is still Red Foreman to me - I keep waiting for him to use the phrase "my foot in your ass."

Yes, and Sousa seems to be really growing in his role as leader of SSRWest - the way he handled the disgruntled agent Andrew who wanted to do things a certain way, sent him off to do it that way, and then pulled Peggy aside and said, OK, now you go ahead and do your thing your way. He shut down the confrontation by

I can't remember Gravitonium - all I could think of when we first see the zero matter here during the nuclear test, the portal opened up, and all the men and machines got sucked into it was that they all went to that blue planet where Agent Simmons was stranded last season of AoS. Guess not, but that'd be cool!

They're like old friends who, no matter how long they're apart, just drop right back into the extreme comfort of their natural chemistry. Also funny was Sousa coming out of the office into the lobby of the faux-talent agency and saying, "Who's that clown?" about someone offscreen. That smooth reveal of an actual

Yep, not his best hour. Maybe he could start some kind of business where one lurks and drops a bit of sarcasm during stealthy exits.

Yikes, you may be right, but every time I see Denker lurking around, being a furtive sour-faced old creeper, I fear that Spratt will be demolished by the sheer destructive force of her soullessness - and he's such a nice guy - but he seemed to be handling her very well, up until this budding blackmail scheme that you

I thought that, too, right at the beginning the house tour - it seemed like a place where Barrow could be top dog and feel a sense of accomplishment, wouldn't be in competition with anyone else (which totally brings out the worse in him), and perhaps would be less like a servant than a business partner over time. But

It was so sad when he said he'd missed everything and, maybe it's my own status as a Late Bloomer with similar regrets, but I thought (OK, shouted at the TV), "What are you talking about? You're not one step from the grave, there's still time!" Molesley just needs to get his groove and maybe his mojo ON!

Upvoted for "wallop."

It'd be cool if one part of the series finale jumped into the future where we could see Anna (Bates having long-since expired of Bad Leg) and Mary meeting as equals (old women who drink tea and have functional fashion sense).

Wish they'd cut down on the size of that kid's forehead, amirite? [too mean? - seriously, I feel sorry for whoever passed that giant head through their loins]

I see your point - both characters have a deep sense of entitlement, one from tradition and one from a tendency to rebel and be assured that everyone will cover for her.

I predict that the brief conversation that Mr. Pelham and Edith had about how the passing of this way of life needed someone to write about it will lead Edith to become a chronicler of the Downton saga. She will write a book that one day a well-known Tory author will adapt into a popular British television series and,

Yes, that was an amazing reversal - and led to my favorite thing: the sight of Liber8 members (especially Garza) standing side-by-side with Kiera and Carlos, all the former terrorists just saying, "Fuck it, we can be flexible!" Shows so seldom have the conviction to make such a game-changing pivot and, if at all, to

True, though I like to think his imperious sense of rightness has mellowed over the years. Either that, or it's simply transmuted over to Mary, Miss Bossy Pants.

The way this hospital kerfuffle is being drawn out with no dramatic payoff in sight, I am terrified - and a bit resigned - that Robert's indigestion is, as you say, NOT just indigestion and that he's going to be the first victim of whatever wrong decision that committee is about to make. With Tom back and Robert's

My favorite effect was how they turned Data into an unrecognizable long-haired science guy with his belt up under his armpits. The audience I saw the movie with literally gasped en masse the minute he spoke and we all realized who it was. Ah, pop culture, thy name is N.E.R.D.

What I found way more annoying in War of the Worlds than the virus was the spindly three-legged alien ships. Did no one remember the strategy on Hoth? Just fly the fuck around its unwieldy legs with a cable and it'll tip over! I mean this is a supposedly superior intelligence and their ships are as unstable as a cheap

And can we all just bask in the righteous awesomeness that is Kelita Smith? In a world where dystopian worlds are the domain of humorless white dudes or pretty white teenage girls, how cool is it for little black girls to see this woman, packing heat like a cowboy-soldier, keeping shit under control, and having ALL