Her father owning a candy shop was a pretty explicit reference to Murder Incorporated.

I'd like to thank the writers for the decision to use flashforwards, which at least telegraphed what the show would be from the outset. If I’d been under the impression I was watching a thoughtful examination of loss, guilt and recrimination only to have the nuanced central character suddenly devolve into a Bond…

People are retards. There can be nothing anachronistic about music that isn't playing in-universe.

another vaguely written female character: Danny’s ex girlfriend, Beth

After all those years in the crucible that was "Californication," how could he *not* have become a better actor?

Le singe est sur la branche!

*throws traffic cone*

If I'm Phil, I'm going to the library to gather as much information as I can find on the founder effect.

Your understanding of the show is apparently impaired by your face blindness. Emily did not aid Chayton.

Naval aviator.

I can't support this home schooling, as it removes an excuse for appearances by Miss Watson.

Lambada or GTFO.

After Brett’s revelation on the beach and his dropping off the kids with
the sitter, the great thing about how the Duplass brothers crafted this
episode is that it was not clear at all which way this was going to go.

I tried to see if they were online, but no luck.

I wish I weren't such an obsessive completist and could free myself of the burden of sitting through this. On top of being terrible, the show is terribly boring.

And having not broken anatwork's expectant little heart, I'm free to go to bed.

I wanted Ivchenko kicked into a propeller but had to settle for Dottie getting launched through a window.

I’m of the opinion that Chuck’s condition is physiological and not
psychological, despite the lack of medical evidence for electromagnetic
hypersensitivity

I don't think ESPN is normally in the habit of hiring shitty
backup-level quarterbacks who washed out of the NFL after two seasons as
analysts

A beautiful woman who finds herself at the center of an investigation
after climbing out of a duffel bag pod in the middle of Times Square in New
York City the woods near Seattle with her memory wiped and no clue as to what the extensive tattoos pink goo on her body mean is.