Sorry, I should have been more specific. Truth or Dare burnished Madonna's fame, deepened it, whatever. It gave her a world-class product to hang her celebrity-as-art act around. Better?

Yes, because now we're spell checking the posts delivered on an iPhone whilst walking to the internet on a GLEE board.

No, the lesson learned is that "team civilization" as Mr. Stewart would say, requires that in order for speech to be truly free, you're gonna have to deal with assholes being non-PC. And the blessing of living with free speech means that I can make fun of someone's looks and you can call me an asshole for it. So,…

Like, infinity.

And yet, with all the genuine horrors in the world, why must we all continue to waste our time on fake outrage? Because, after all is said and done, he still has a massive head and a fucktard's gaze.

The remarkable thing about True Blood's finale was that it didn't remotely need to be that good in the first place, as the series was, at best, quality trash, like Charmed with nudity. That it was THAT BAD even when it just needed to be OK is like a crime against television nature.

Eh. In the wake of Hebdo, we should all celebrate the right to offend versus demean it. And as for being a total dick, one is what one eats.

And Agron is a horrid actress. It's as if Sarah Michelle Gellar's body double got lucky one day.

Yes, but Becca had to make those leaps basically over the course of a season.

True Blood's finale will always win that title.

And (highly not politically correct,) his head is huge and he looks, at the very least, lightly dusted with Le Syndrome Down.

Uh…Becca? How that actress hasn't got psychic whiplash from playing that role as a Heather, a misunderstood Cordelia, a Joey Potter and now back to a Heather is beyond me. Seriously: if they gave out Emmys for actors doing great with shit roles she'd win.

Kiki/Turkey was so insane, so bizarre, and so entirely celebratory of a gay camp sensibility, you have to love it.

…and even those past their prime. Like, I think Lisa Kudrow understands this on an instinctive level, and I think she understands what it feels like to go from A-list to former A-list. But, c'mon. We're talking about a Friend here, and I highly doubt we're meant to think that Valerie's level of heat remotely…

…and, of course, that's not really the thesis. We're starting from a false premise: that Valerie Cherish was looking to elevate her craft and Jane's documentary will derail that. Valerie Cherish was looking to elevate her profile, her fame, her stardom, and her avenue for doing so, at least initially, was the very…

Oh, and I've finally figured out who Valerie Cherish looks like (and I suspect the actress is one of many whom inspired Kudrow to create this character):

Perhaps one of the areas where The Comeback could have spent more time was in fleshing out that difference. To use real life actresses, it's not as if Gretchen Mol is any more or less talented than Angelina Jolie, but for whatever reason, Jolie became a megastar and Mol didn't. I think a lot of what The Comeback has…

If the masses are the arbiters of taste, then Full House is a work of art.

I think it was HBO who wanted Jane to film the BTS footage, actually (and recall the hysterical Val switch from loyal college crew to fire 'em all in the HBO offices.)

I think the subtext of the Juno scene, where the actress is justifiably concerned that Valerie has legitimized and "factualized" Paulie G's account of what happened on R&B is a superb place to continue to explore. Because the truth of that moment is that Juno didn't have to make that choice, at least not yet, and…