Seriously. The time to irrationally blame Sookie for the town's troubles was Season 1. At this point in the show's universe, the whole world is filthy with the supernatural and has been for quite some time; the coming of the H-vamps should be pretty much par for the course now. It's certainly ho-hum for the viewer.

You know you're off the rails when you manage to make zombie vampires, werewolves, faerie children, mass murder and the 'death' of an original cast member boring as fuck.

That was actually pretty damn funny.

As I said before, The Boondocks, even in this current, lesser incarnation, is far preferable to Family Guy. The comparison I was making has to do with the difference between both shows at their peak and as they are currently. To me, they both now seem not only on auto-pilot but also desperately lacking many of the…

Don DeLillo is the coldest, least affecting writer I have ever read. All his characters might as well be introduced like "Hi, I'm Gunther, and I represent the overeducated liberal's fear of existential despair." I have tried multiple times with multiple novels of his and I always feel like I'm reading a barely…

Alright, I'll say it: This season of The Boondocks is, at least so far, a major fall-off. There's a stale, warmed-over and hollowed-out feel to these episodes that I recognize from, say, Jay-Z's Kingdom Come, or X-Men: The Last Stand (though, admittedly, it's not nearly as egregious) or latter-day Family Guy (to…

It seemed like a warning as well as an affirmation. Its sheer randomness made it a little unsettling.

I see what you did there.

David Lynch was the first thing that sprang to mind during Morse's song and dance. "16 Reasons Why I Love You" in Mulholland Drive, "The Locomotion" in Inland Empire, and "In Dreams" in Blue Velvet. All of them share the same mixture of whimsy, menace, and WTF as Bert's farewell number.

I'm quite certain this was on purpose and I loved it: Peggy's BurgerChef pitch was both a vivid expression of longing and a masterpiece of competence porn in exactly the same way Don's "Carousel" pitch was.

I fucking love that song. While Under The Pink and Boys For Pele remain my personal favorites (with Choirgirl and Scarlett's Walk coming in tied for third) I was down with her whole catalog until the chamomile coma of The Beekeeper. The records after that I filed under "interesting and not much more" but it seems…

I was not prepared for how excruciating this episode was- and that's a compliment. From the very first frame of this series, you knew Don's lacquered confidence was a mask for a mess, but the writers have never sustained this level of exposure with him for this long. Don (or rather the Platonic ideal of an adman he…

He's a good actor that's been in some bad movies. How this makes him any different than any other good actor with a lengthy career is beyond me. Moving right along…

Uh, no. I simply meant that everything crackled with energy and snapped into place this episode, and that after this season's dead spaces and fruitless digressions I wasn't confident that would happen. That it did was a pleasant and gratifying surprise that made me reconsider Rhimes' storytelling acumen.

Hey, whatever the reason, the show desperately needed a large dose of wrap-it-the-fuck-up and got it. I'm happy.

I'd agree if it was just one thing but there were many, many indiscretions, most of which she found out about from people other than Peter well after the scandal. There's probably a lot of swallowed, unprocessed rage on Alicia's part and it's valid. As for Will, idealizing the dead is just what people do, especially…

So the whole of this season's meandering WTF-ness gets wrapped up in an near-elegant (if appropriately batshit) finale that ties together even the most misbegotten plot elements in a cracking, satisfying homerun? I'm fairly stunned. Rhimes just might know exactly what she's doing after all.

This show will certainly leave you cross-eyed, but unfortunately not painless.

Don't even get me started. Calmblueoceancalmblueoceancalmblueocean……

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