Did we know before now that zombies are drawn to a great big fire like moths, where they'll throw themselves into it and die? And if so, why did we just spend a season on Rick & Co. pied-pipering zombies down the highway? Shouldn't this "build a big enough fire and the zombies will jump into it" thing been part of…

They renewed it so Bill Bixby wouldn't get angry. You wouldn't like him when he's angry.

This is gonna need a theme song, so I thought I'd help the network out and start writing one:

Even Waywarder Pines

Santa, cease senselessly snatching the salsa from Sansa.

One reason this got better as it went is that there are more musical numbers in a much shorter space in the later parts. The first hour, particularly the first half-hour, had a lot of uninterrupted dialogue which is always Grease's weak point.

Unless I'm mistaken, they did at least one thing to update Grease's gender politics, and that's to get rid of the homophobic "couples must be boy/girl only, too bad Eugene" line, I don't remember hearing it last night. The relatively recent Broadway/touring production of Grease still kept it, which surprised me…

The pilot finds Mr. Weatherby at Riverdale's shoreline getting ready to go fishing one morning and finding Betty's body wrapped in plastic.

Finally, we'll get to see them riding around in their old LaSalle.

Nobody wants to talk about Disney's most insidious bias, a bigotry that goes back to the very beginnings of Disney films and continues on to this day.

"When you’re done making Batman movies, someone else will,” said Nolan, his finger sliding toward the small red button. "No one will miss you. No one at all."

I like that everyone's saying that Showtime almost never cancels anything, because that makes me fantasize that David Lynch will get to keep making Twin Peaks for as long as he wants.

See if this were the 1990s, I could make a joke about how I tried to tape the Watergate series, but when I tried to play it 18 1/2 minutes were missing.

Oh great, you just spoiled the whole Downton Abbey finale for everyone, where the Dowager Countess opens her art gallery full of tastefully photographed cocks.

Zorro the Gay Blade Runner

I'm Baaaaaa-ck.

What am I to do now my link has turned to pubes?

People are just really into bears. If Michael Bay had just called his film Bearghazi, it would have been a huge, huge hit.

A butler in a powdered wig flanked by two cherubic trumpeters enters.

It was subtle, but Nancy became more and more evil with each book. And fat.