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The Prisoner
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Or, possibly she's a character who was never supposed to find self-knowledge — like in real life - and that's the statement Dunham is making with the character. Some people never change.

Dig. However, her intrinsically whiny nasal voice (watch her on the late night interviews) does propel half of her character.

Marnie's callous and passive aggressive actions would completely drop away if she applied just a little bit of a deeper look beyond the selfie. She needs to learn that she is what she is, and then she'll find the strength to tell people what she really thinks without waiting for them to take her bait. Sure, it means

It's the "curse" of being the "hot girl." Eventually, even though they stay beautiful, they get a little older, the men get much wiser, and they end up the cliche of marrying the banker for money and "freedom" to do yoga and "be a painter." Marnie is basically any of the Sex and the City girls - or she's on her way

What an incredibly dickish assumption Hannah makes that Elijah will be her pie in the sky alternative family for the millennium. He had every right to be super pissed at her taking his presence, attitude, and their relationship for granted, and it's a shaky fantasy foundation for Hannah to place motherhood upon. So,

Watch his standup hour on Netflix. It's really good and you get a little more insight into his style.

It was best in Nicole Kidman, who sat there, teared up, had so many emotions, kept almost trying to speak but let him continue. Mesmerizing. I hadn't realized she was really such a great actor.

I was thinking he might be doing so on his frequent trips out of town.

Would you say this particular counselor must be amazing if she could get them to lay out so much in the first session?

Agree. Maybe because it's better storytelling - less "potboiler" - if a character is complex enough to feel bad about things but not able to quite stop himself from doing it. It's much better to watch than a master puppeteer.

Renata's crime is having a goddamn kid named "Ammabella" And Avenue Q should be censored, not because of any objectionable content, but because Madelne believes the director of the navel-gazing Big Sur town (which half the time looks like Malibu or Palisades) has "vision." Watching the therapy scene unfold like a

Dez drinking the water was fantastic, as was his indignation at Marnie keeping her participation at a distance. And though he did have a point about her not noticing his implosion during their marriage, well, I and many others I know have been endlessly fooled by addictions of some close loved ones in our lives. As

Jadis and those garbage pail kids? I believe the show may have jumped the shark. The "Beyond Thunderdome" vibe and the syntax were laughable. And I'm still not sure why all those people weren't able to get to the boat and take off the food?? Strange, because the other half of the episode was really well done.

May be too traumatized by dad's stylist girlfriend who caused his eye to get blown out.

The green screen was clean, but the lighting on Rick didn't match. So hard to get right, but they could have grabbed that shot on any sunny exterior day shoot as a quick pickup. Oh well. The aerial shot of the dump filling up with the Garbage Pail Rat People was one of the best shots of the series so far, though,

Yes! A shower, maybe a haircut so he can SEE where the walkers are, and a coupon for one free haircut to be given to Carl.

Beyond Thunderdome, but somehow more lame

Yeah, and not one question to Ezekial about Darryl? Like, "did a crazed beat up guy take up with y'all lately?" and the obvious, "Why don't you take a good look yourself? We'd hate to have to come in and reveal ourselves just to confirm it"

Chances are, by now, after years in the hot sun and seasons, the dump is mostly compost? And if it attracts rats — well, they need to eat something when they're too chicken shit to get the cans off of the boat.

Viewing this immediately after the bloated self-congratulatory orgy and instant meme that was the Oscars (which pointedly hammered home the Bizarro world practice of naming a "best picture"), I was aware that this was a half hour like none I've ever seen on TV. So much going on in so little time. Not only instantly