I don't know about you, but if I were a paranoid Communist in '60s America, I'd be on high alert if two wild-eyed guys who ran everywhere shouting moved in next door and started getting all up in my business. Their utter incompetence, emotionality, and hair-trigger panic makes watching them irritating and…

I wish 'About A Boy' had featured someone other than Toni Collette. The slackjawed, revolting guttersnipe she creates in Fiona turns the film into a deeply unpleasant slog. If fellow castmember Rachel Weisz, for example, had played Fiona there would have been gold glinting beneath the clouds of depression.

Her outrage is too relentless. Stewart, in hindsight, occupied a middle ground between Bee and Oliver.

He lists every single reason why her being VP is a terrible idea, and she doesn't answer any of them. I think there was an unfinished argument in the writers' room.

Nico knows words, he has the best words.
Nico subverts existing constructs of words in ways that are extremely powerful.
We're living in a post-word world, where definitions are being radically rewritten in ways that we'll tell you about after the fact.

House Of Cards: better than season 3, which was a relief.

Joel Kinnaman has some extremely clunky line deliveries in the first half-dozen episodes, to the point where I was wondering if he was related to the director.
In the later eps he finally gets some decent dialogue, but that early stuff does not come across well at all.

"The house is my penis."

Six seasons and a movie?

I found the UK version very claustrophobic and low-stakes. I grew up with British drama so I'm used to the rainy miserablism, but I wish they'd had more sweeping cinematic ambitions given the nature of the story.

Certainly watch season one, then most of season two. Diminishing returns after that.

Confusion, tension, and the ever-present threat of violence are going to be with us for this entire miniseries. It's a bit of a lazy way to wring drama out of situations but this isn't the work of an auteur, just regular TV folks going through a regular TV process.

She's like an adult baby with the hubris of an aircraft carrier.

If you'd been in the Boy Scouts (in Charles' era) you would have learned how to make an awl and string out of fish bones and plaited dried grass. The most challenging part of the ensemble would be properly flaying the hides so they didn't smell of rotting meat.

She's the Kari Byron of the show: a 6 in a world of 3's.

TBBT is about listing nerd-culture fetish objects and then saying, "Look at this this thing everyone recognizes!" Adam West is one of those objects, but very old.

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"If anything pokes through this wall, I'm not touching it."

Chekhov's Guest Star

Those are the only two options, according to my Pick-A-Path book