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God I love this show. Even when it does the "It was the daddy issues all along!" bit.

I love him so.

Even I, a lover of twists, have been frustrated this season with the repeating trope of "if anything satisfying or hopeful or heartfelt happens, it is immediately followed by a horrifyingly awful thing."

Am I the only one who didn't make it through the book? I stopped about 50 pages in, because I kept waiting for him to show any trait other than snark or resourcefulness, like maybe isolation, reflection, panic, or fear of never seeing anyone you love again?
I'll definitely pick it back up again when I have more time,

I LOVE that the character Stephen spent 9 years developing isn't totally dead and gone. This is reassurance enough that his non-self-aware, offbeat sense of humor can be successfully ported into network tv world.
With that said, I hope he continues to bring on the political angle.

The "business Judi Dench"

As any watcher of surrealist shows/movies will tell you, the answer to the question "Was that all a dream sequence?" is ALWAYS "It doesn't matter".

You know that album by that band you love that achieves that perfect mix of beauty, rawness, and weird? I feel like that might have been season 4 of Louie. As genius as parts of season 5 have been, this episode included, I'm a bit scared to think that this season might be the next album by that band: same unmistakable

Dear god, The Last of Us. Had me in tears near the end, in no small part thanks to those string quartet pieces. And the guitar work on that album is fantastic.
Got me into the rest of Gustavo Santaolalla's scoring work. Turned out he was responsible for some of my favorite cinematic scores (Motorcycle Diaries,

Can we just take a moment to remember that one time Jay-Z recorded an album with Linkin Park.
I think that'll give us some perspective on what happens when Jay strays too far outside what he does best.

Dedication: the fact that extremely hirsute Charlie Cox seemingly waxed his entire upper body for the casually-shirtless-in-bed scenes.

Comments tl;dr:
Anti-snob snobbery is still snobbery.

I will definitely admit to liking Radiohead while having pretty terrible (11-year-old) hair in 2002.