When I watched Mad Men's "The Suitcase", I called it something like "the finest ever justification for TV as this century's foremost art form". And this episode would handily make the top ten of such a list. It was beautiful.

America is so used to being able to see everything, as soon as it's released, whereas box-set culture (yawn) has dominated British (and elsewhere, I'd imagine) discussion of TV for years. Isn't it practically the reason we are living in a so-called golden age? Or do us British only feel that way because the only way…