This movie also introduced me to the goddess Kali, or rather a spoof version. Some Hindus were not amused.

I fell seriously and almost irreversibly in love with John as he sang "You've Got to Hide Your Love Away".

Eek, I hope not, but cool idea.

On the first observation, she didn't necessarily induce labor, she pierced the amniotic sac, making it look as if labor had begun. In that case (we presume that the docs couldn't tell that the sac was artificially pierced) the hospital would either induce labor or do a C-section to avoid the mother getting an…

And that whole adventure with Darlene in the Chinese guys' limo.

In the original "Insomnia" Stellan Skarsgard was a Swedish detective in Norway and at one point a character sneered at him, "I don't speak fucking Swedish!"
When I see the Swedish evening news there are subtitles, but they don't seem to match what is being said, so maybe they're in Norwegian? Sometimes they do…

I know nothing about the music references and not much more about the computing hijinks, yet I still love this show.

Next week I'm taking morphine and sitting very close to the TV.

Also I liked Slater/Mr Robot glancing at the audience during the confrontation in Elliot's apartment, as if to say, "Help me out here."

Except for the time I caught Tyrell killing Sharon Knowles at 7.30 in the morning.

But does "Mr Robot" *actually* know how to use a gun, does he just know how to wave it around and look menacing?

Is it too much to hope that his partner isn't the next dead body?

Wait - where was it that Gideon went, that had burned?

I think there are 4 Washingtons in New Jersey. It's the most common town name in the US.

I'm from Bergen County, too! There is also a Washington that is more in northwestern New Jersey, where it is nearly rural.

Yeah, as the author points out, there's something about the offbeat sidekick, way more appealing than the smug ladies'-man leading man

Not too long after "UNCLE" went off the air he was very affecting in a TV-movie in which he played a tutor to a mentally disabled boy, who was played by an actual mentally-disabled boy.

81?? Wait a minute, that makes me…

Friend of mine who worked in a mental hospital in the 70s reported this exchange between an aide and a psychiatrist:
"Doctor, you've GOT to see this patient, he's really freaking out!"
"Is he crazy?"
"Yes, he's bananas."
"I'll be right there."
(And my best wishes to you, rafe)

I too find the bleeping to be a little distracting, though I notice that "shit" is permitted. What is rather more jarring is stumbling across the rooftop death scene at 7.45 in the morning.