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This episode was like a Russian novel packed into a 25 minute cartoon.

This season's just gotten progressively stronger with each episode.

Half the show is Bobby Cannavale staring wild-eyed after snorting a beefy line of coke, the other half is precious homages to rock stars of old. I think part of the problem is that the energy of the show itself reflects the stale and flatulent state of the rock and roll establishment more than the violent music

This was the best episode of the season, for sure. But so far, Season 6 has been a disappointment. The change of venue to New York feels sort of gimmicky (sort of like Laverne & Shirley moving to Hollywood), and the new characters (i.e. the Wide Whale, Warianna, Fallen Archer, etc.) feel like editing casualties from

I'd never considered the point about the "milk bag" women before. I had always assumed the wives were rescued because they were of the few remaining fertile women in a world and, as such, the society that had them would determine the values, social structure, and means of survival of the future. But if these less

I was surprised to learn that this was the mid-season finale. Nothing about it felt final or even climactic.

I suspect Trey Parker might have originally intended this episode to be an exploration of America's hypocrisy in how it's appalled by its brutality at home while totally okay with the brutality it employs abroad, but instead seems to have devolved into a "you can't handle the truth" dissection of progressives who take

Surprisingly good for what is basically a show about white people discovering the humanity of black people while listening to Bruce Springsteen.

I felt like this show had promise in the first couple of episodes, but everything since has been bro fantasy and easy gags. It has completely squandered all the gravity of its subject matter, i.e. the aftermath of fame and wealth and coping with the real legacy of pro sports, which is often bankruptcy, physical pain,

During Frank's death walk in the desert, when he was being confronted from all the figures of his past, I half-expected Rocky's trainer Mick to show up. "Those other fighters was bums, Rock! But this guy will kills ya!"

The show's a lot better when Vince Vaughn is actually doing gangster shit instead of engaging in whisper fights.

God help me. I am watching this show purely out of habit now.

I agree with the review in that this episode failed in going for the easy bro-fantasy angle instead of exploring the meatier themes introduced in the first two episodes. The first two episodes were interesting because they spoke knowingly of how players ride the razor's edge between fame and obscurity, instant wealth

I am just about ready to give up on Season 2 of True Detective. The Conway Twitty dream just felt like some low-rent David Lynch. The more I learn about Caspere, the less I care about whether they catch his killer, especially as the only relief from the convoluted web surrounding his murder is provided by cliches and

The bling lifestyle and groupie sex is what invites the comparisons to Entourage obviously (that, and the Mark Wahlberg producer credit), but this is a very different show, and one which feels much more substantive to me. Whereas Entourage was little more than a bro fantasy, with most dramatic tension coming from

I would watch Guardians of the Galaxy: Dad's House.

I think my favorite YA franchise of all time was The Exorcist.

Nothing about these characters or the mystery feels as urgent or compelling as Season 1, but it's just good enough to keep me watching. Plus, I like to imagine that Vince Vaughn ad-libbed that whole killing a rat in the basement monologue based on his own childhood experiences.

They should have called this episode "Father of the Year."

I think Silicon Valley is currently the best show on TV.