This week in Ravi is the Best:

I actually loved her first guest turn on Chuck. Her second wasn't bad at all, but that first one was just so awesome that it is burned into my memory.

"The Bet," 1x13.

The sound of Darth Vader's breathing is more of a "hawwww pssshhh." The phrase "Darth Vader woo! woo!" makes me think of him in Fort Lauderdale on Spring Break.

I can't. I've already got Holt's "bloop!" for that.

Toy Box was definitely the weak point.

If you're happy and you know it, and you're not afraid to show it, if you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!

I don't think it's so much that Ethel didn't know Veronica's last name than it was that Ethel didn't realize the tension was because of Lodge Industries' foul play. Also, while it's possible that Mrs. Muggs had heard about Ethel's new friend Veronica, she didn't know it was Veronica Lodge.

I think binging on a season-per-season basis is okay, maybe one a week, but beyond that gets a bit exhausting.

Also, Madelaine Petsch is ridiculously well calibrated for this show. Both over-the-top and understated when necessary, and managing to land all those glorious, glorious lines with the delivery to make them glorious instead of cringeworthy.

I didn't need Riverdale to re-enact Bruce Wayne's parents' death.

When she comes!

Stay on the payload.

Woodhouse's gravestone had his death listed as May (some day I can't remember), 19(obscured by flowers).

The episode opener was "2.8 Minutes Later." Come on, that was the best of the lot.

Yes.

Mick and his beer.

I wonder about the "how you're remembered" line, because you have cases like Jimmy Savile who started out as being remembered well at his time of death only to have people discover, postmortem, that in fact he was a predatory monster for whom they should have created a tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth circle…

Also SAC has the Fuchi/Tachikoma Brigade.

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