I think the distinction you're pointing to—a good one—is just too subtle for today's WWE.

"Supernatrual has a new time slot and with it, a new episode. This week, 'Dean suspects Sam is hiding something.' Tune in next week when 'Sam suspects Dean is hiding something!'" I may be in the minority here but man, do I wish this show had ended after the fifth season like it was meant to.

Or if they've been following his career since The Black Donnellys… (I have.)

A comment to help keep these reviews going, and to thank LaToya Ferguson for watching this mess so I don't have to, and finally to say the idea that the WWE "bur[ies] people and things that get over by themselves and not by the help of the WWE machine" feels right on the money.

To what extent might the face shapes be the result of screen testing? I found myself thinking of that story they tell about the design of Flynn Rider from Tangled. Apparently they surveyed heterosexual female employees around the Disney offices to see which features they found most attractive in men, and merged the…

God, that's rough. My heart goes out to your friend and to you.

Sad news. May he rest in peace.

"If there was a mistake, it came the day Boyd became an outlaw, and
everything else has been the right decision made on the wrong course." Lines like this make Alasdair one of my favorite reviewers on the AV Club.

Off-topic, but speaking of Constantine: I'm heartened by how badly the network seems to want to keep it around, though I suspect it won't be enough.

The face she pulled after "I sing for my supper" was a thing of beauty.

This. NXT's greatness doesn't really excite me because you know that the moment anyone moves up the ladder you'll probably never see them in a match worth their talents.

Seconding your sentiments. I really enjoy these writeups. (And the discussions in the comments, too.) Hope they continue!

Are the ratings notably worse this season than they've been others? I had the impression The Americans has always been renewed on the strength of critical acclaim rather than viewership.

The tension starts when he first brings up the idea with the beers on the field, and it just creeps up from there.

God, it really is. I just think of that scene in "Icarus Abides" and I start to feel it.

Every element described here—"offspring of Breaking Bad and House," characters with names like Niblet, the idea of "the Pontiac Aztek of cop shows"—sounds batshit and bound for failure.

I actually tend to rewatch painful TV rather than never see it again—who knows what that says about me—and Farscape's "Dog with Two Bones" is one of the episodes that gets the heaviest rotation. Can't quite explain why I'm so drawn to it—no shortage of gut punches in that series, after all. Maybe it’s that it follows…

Oh god, the table tennis!

Every time I watch that episode it hits me just as hard as the first.

That's fair. It may be that the show's muscular way with plot—and its reliance on atmosphere and striking imagery over plot—just don't lend themselves to the storylines Aslaug would be suited for; and that the writers only realized this after her introduction, fumbling with her lackluster storylines in the second…