Bill was very funny (on the show and with RiffTrax), but I almost wish they'd built a new robot for him. Trace's Crow had a hint of melancholy that Bill couldn't touch.

You can keep your Mike vs. Joel debates. Just give me Trace, and we're good.

I love sincere O'Neal.

What would this show do if things actually got violent?

Aww, man. Now all I can picture is Richard Linklater doing a "Before Sunrise"-esque kung fu movie.

Older than "Made in Jersey," but let us not forget 2007's "Viva Laughlin."
Never forget.

At least you have the Blackhawks for a few more years.
*Lights a candle for Toews, sets out an offering of PBR for Kane*

It's a (strange) stylistic choice. Her enunciation was just fine back when she was in the chorus of "13" on Broadway.

Did Nashville switch to digital cameras? I caught the premiere last night, and it looked… awkward. Also, some of the ADR was way off, like dubbed-foreign-film territory.

Perceived Person of Interest snubbing aside, let's take a moment to appreciate the wit and charm of today's WOT. Bravo, Alasdair.

Oh ho ho, look at Mr. Bigshot '80s Guy over here, paying people in whole sandwiches.

Any ideological trailblazer will have more bad ideas than good ideas. That's the nature of progress. I for one choose to celebrate their courage and intellect publicly while debating their missteps in private.

Fair point. It's not a job I would want . . . but then, I never entered a competition based around winning that job, either.

Graham: "Check this out. Some guy named Mark L. took an unpopular opinion and found a way to make it somewhat convincing. Killer quip to finish."

Still wrapping my head around the fact that NONE of the top three wanted the main prize (to be a professional chef).

Super Mario RPG sulks in the corner.

And Terra hung out with Power Girl, for crying out loud.

That is a bonkers, inspired cast. Bravo.
As a fan of both Reaper and The Good Guys, I keep wishing Jenny Wade would find a gig that lasts more than one season

Raven-Symone.
*grooves to That's So Raven! theme*

Oh, man. Can we please get Michael T. Weiss as a live-action Jason Blood? Put him on the Amell workout regimen, he'll be TV-ready in no time.