Oh, I meant to mention in my top-level comment, but then I got bogged down discussing the episode's ending and it got long… One of the best things about this episode was the fact that Bill completely has the Doctor's number about who he is and how he operates, right from the start and in spite of his repeated…

I can't be the only one who echoed the Doctor's "Of course it does.", after Bill's discovery that the robots speak emoji.

I didn't get the impression this was in any way related (spiritually) to "The Happiness Patrol". That story was sociopolitical commentary, all about enforced conformity with the societal norms and the lengths that people will go to in order to either (a) enforce or (b) resist the status quo. Everything about how the…

I am absolutely over-the-moon thrilled that Bill is gay, simply because it takes all that tedious Doctor-companion "romantic tension" off the fucking table. I was against that being a central element of New-Who from the very start (to the point of being relieved when Adam joined the band after "Dalek", then incredibly…

And being in on your own joke goes a long way, no question — it's the thing that's made past-20-years William Shatner so much better in every way than earlier William Shatner. I get the impression Olbermann can laugh at himself. Maher, not even a little bit. …Maddow maybe would laugh at herself, but I don't think her…

I find it odd that Gwen Ihnat takes time, in her entry, to shoulder-check Dude, Where's My Car? not just once but twice, since I've always described that film as "The best movie I never wanted to see." Everything from the marketing to the cast to the trailers to every bit of word-of-mouth I encountered left me with…

Ben Affleck's SNL impression of him was what finally "unlocked" Olbermann, for me. It helped me figure out how to not take the genuine article too seriously. (Whereas SNL Maddow, like SNL Chris Matthews, is nearly indistinguishable from the real thing. It's telling when you can't exaggerate something into a parody of…

Though she's not nearly the caustic prick that Bill Maher is, I find myself nearly as put out by Rachel Maddow's counterproductive smugness. I agree with virtually all of her views, but get vertigo trying to view the world from her perspective, sneering down my nose at all of the Lesser Beings who fail to share our…

Where's Mike McCready?

SRSLY. He's a musician for the NY Metropolitan Opera, which is just so completely not my world… I always feel this weird urge to don white gloves and a monocle, when listening to his stories.

Is he the suave, sexy doctor whose life is upended by the return of a long-lost evil twin brother? Or the rich playboy who fakes his own death, only to return pretending to be his own long-lost twin brother?

An opera-intrigue story related to me by a friend who experienced it firsthand. I can't recall the players, but the conductor and some of the musicians were discussing one of the singers, a luminary of some renown who was not entirely popular among the opera company itself:
Musician: "Oh, I think he's his own worst…

You leave Mike Brady out of this! He's settled down in sunny California with a thriving architecture practice, and left the firm in the capable hands of his dad & somehow-brother(!??!) Beau Bridges. (Ugh, the 1990s were such a golden age of ill-advised TV movies.)

TRIPTYCH, MOTHERFUCKER!

12… 7th grade? Aww, he's cootie-ing at grade level.

I'm pretty sure that's not a review show, it's a CIA informant's weekly check-in / data-dump.

Southern Fried Dance.

I'm down! My safeword is "Dean Pelton".

I've come to understand that today's EDM is nothing but sheet cakes and Four Loko. There might be some music involved, but it's secondary.
Obligatory: The Lonely Island's SNL "Davvincii" sketch

Hey, they had to ruin it somehow.