Worst episode of the season so far for me.  The writing is becoming a big problem.  Every scene involving the feds was a cliche.  We were reminded at least five more times, via speechifying, that no one cares properly about life and death south of the border.  And, as other have said, the omniscient, all-powerful…

If Reddick was the killer and Bullet knew it, it seems unlikely she would call the police station with that information, or talk to any cop other than Holder about it.

Just one minor quibble, off the top of my head: They waited until NOW to ask moms where Joe Hill might be headed?

Bitenuker, this is well put: "I continue to believe that there's evidently a good reason she's a cop,
but the show is withholding answers on many fronts and I'm enjoying that
element of the mystery as much as I am the others."  It's totally conceivable, and maybe even probable, that her character will be filled in to…

I don't expect 100 percent realism from, say, Louie, or Twin Peaks, or Fringe, or any number of other awesome shows.  Even in Dexter, the concept of the main character as a serial killer working for the police makes sense in the show's world.  But in a show like The Bridge, which seems predicated on depicting the…

It's annoying because it's totally unrealistic that a person with Aspberger's/autism would ever be able to become a homicide detective in a major metropolitan area. 

I really want to like this show, but I am having a hard time accepting Diane Kruger's character.  How could a person so clueless about basic human behavior and motivation ever become a homicide detective?  

Between Goldie and (especially) the taxi driver, I'm concerned that this is all going to descend back into red herring-of-the-week, but so far it's been pretty damn good, so I'm going to keep watching for now.

Some of Isbell's songs with the DBT are among my favorite songs ever (e.g. "Outfit" and "Decoration Day").  Maybe I need more time with this one, but to me nothing on it comes close to those heights.  I think his solo stuff has a long way to go to be mentioned in the same breath as Steve Earle's first several…

I thought this would be the first episode to crack the "A" barrier. It never occurred to me that it was too "sitcommy." I thought it was full of nice moments and that Maron continued to seem more comfortable as an actor. These Bobcat-directed episodes have been my favorites so far.

You live in a cheap house and tour constantly on the strength of your newly expanded audience.

Hmm. Surprised at the comments. This was my favorite episode so far (though my favorite character is the intern from the second episode). Visually it was better, and Maron seemed more natural than he has in previous episodes. I would have gone A-minus.

No, I'm with you. "Fake Empire" was my soundtrack to driving around Brooklyn in the summer of 2007. HV is inextricable from summer 2010. For me, there's something dark and dissolute about a good summer that the National fits in with perfectly.

Spot on review. My only worry about this new record was that they couldn't possibly keep the streak alive. But goddamn, I'm a dozen or so listens in, and it might be my favorite National record yet.

I feel about this episode the way I've felt about them all so far: it's good, but not yet great.  I'm rooting for Maron, though, and hoping he gets a second season.  He's a unique enough guy that his show could be something special if given time to develop its own groove.  He comes across as smarter and looser on the…

Well, it's no "@#4% My Dad Says" — but really, what is?

I like Marc Maron. I don't find him bitter at all and think that's a lazy label applied by people who don't really listen to him. He's the best interviewer around, his last album was good, I dug the first two episodes of his TV show, and I would be willing to read this book. So there.

To Dr. Demento, who gave me great listening pleasure on otherwise useless Sunday junior high school nights, I give . . . a boot to the head!

Genji.  Dude.  Chill.  You said, "The movie is bad."  Someone else said, "The movie is good."  So far, so good.  To each his own and such.  The point where you continue, "No!  It's bad!" and complain of persecution is where you start to become douchy.

Hell yes, this was the first album that popped into my mind.  Before I could afford to buy it, I made a tape of all the singles from the radio.  So good, and in retrospect I'm proud of my 12-year-old self for knowing it was way better than Thriller.