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Jay See
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Separate from how terrifying this episode was (and it was pretty fucking terrifying) and its individual achievements, the best thing about this episode is that it served as a signal that season four was going to be something other than mediocre and might actually turn out to be pretty good.

Neither have most he-men.

I read an interview with the prop master and he said that he scored several boxes of vintage condoms for the show. So it does seem like there will be some discussion of the subject at some point.

Look here, Pol Pot, I said "might" and nothing I said could reasonably be interpreted to exclude the possibility of asexuality on the part of this production company. So dial it back.

If I could have a nickel for every time Kanye West died, I would be motherfuckin' happy with a single nickel.

…after which one hoped Columbia might begin to develop an interest in girls…

Topped with a bird skeleton.

Previous pun threads have tatas nothing.

"Also the first season was extremely terribly awesome."

I will devour every second of this with the same gay abandon with which I watched the first two but I will admit that I will feel a twinge of disappointment if at some point we do not get a cameo from Mark McKinney bellowing "SWAMP WITCH!"

No mention of Vanessa and Lynn Redgrave's triumphant dual turns in the 1990 remake of Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? = list invalid on its face.

It was so smart of that Agent Ingenue to handle all those fake passports and weapons from Mister Ingenue's Mystery Box of Mystery. Always handy to have a second set of prints on contraband.

…a term Price had previously lent to David Bowie: Homo superior….

Oh yes, I did like that one as well. And come to think of it I didn't hate the "Little Boxes" opening credits for the first few seasons of Weeds but I binge watched them so I did get a little sick of hearing the original tune.

I like to imagine an unruly crowd bitching about the Tea Act but not really having a clear idea of what to do about it, then Ichabod slips through the crowd side-mouthing "Dump it in the harbor!" "Yes, yes, dress up like Indians!" in different funny voices, so he has cover.

That poor NorthStar operator is going to get her ass handed to her by her supervisor because of her incredibly shitty call times. An unintended consequence of the pending Apocalypse.

I really, really disliked it. Struck me as childish and sniggering. Other than Dexter I can't think of a single credit sequence for a Showtime show that I like.

I liked that Roseanne's Nuts show and I don't care who knows it!

*seriously Janes*

My bird has no nose.