This episode brought up a good point: how is Oliver eating? I mean, he doesn't have a job, yet he offers to buy Thea dinner? Where is this magical funding coming from? For that matter, where's the electricity coming from for his nifty, kitted-out lair beneath the supposedly-closed club? Granted, that's being resolved…

Lack of "dynamic action" scenes does not equate to an overly heavy episode. I wish most other TV shows, not even just in animation but across the board, demonstrated even half the commitment this show has to its characters and its world. It's measured, mature storytelling, with enough light touches, humour and scene…

The last bit in the car was actually fucking hilarious. "These motherfuckers hit rabbits with bows and arrows. I can't hit toilet water with my own pee."

Oh geez, sorry for having a different reaction to yours.

Oh, thank god it was Sara. Every time that actress was on screen, I winced. She seemed to equate acting with pouting. She was endlessly terrible. My relief that it was her (I knew someone was going to die, going in) was total. Phew! That said, it did make me realise I'm way too invested in everyone else…

Is anyone else obsessed with Ward's sexy, sexy new beard? Because I am.

So, Elijah Wood is basically Emmet from the Lego Movie.

I loved his work so very much, as a child, a teenager, and now man. I've been slowly going through and watching his films again since he passed away — as much an homage to his talent as it is a necessary act of therapy, of closure on my part. The depth of my sorrow, and of everyone's so far, prompted me to write about…

"And must their villains be such stiff bores—", that's hardly applicable to Tom Hiddleston's Loki, or even Obadiah. Though I'll grant you Ronan was particularly cartoonish. Outside of that however, this was a solid film, very fun and at times surprisingly moving.

My favourite book so far has to be Tracy K. Smith's Life On Mars. It came out last year, but I only read it this year, so it counts, damn it.

With trailers like these, who even needs to see the damn movies anymore? Ah well, at least it saves us from two and a half hours of drivel. Now if only they consigned these whole-film-in-2-minute-trallers to bad films only, it would be okay.

With that cleared up, let me say this: these episodes broke my fucking heart. On so many levels, but mostly, as great as Sudduth was, knowing Phil Hoffman was supposed to be playing that role, I couldn't stop thinking how great he'd be.

What's incredibly awkward about you not being able to confirm that Phillip Seymour Hoffman was supposed to play the role of the teacher here, is that it was the AV Club that wrote about it, as confirmed by Jeremy Renner:

"You know, I'm not entirely sure what your name is, but you are a classic idiot."
"You're so lucky, you're a walking poem."

"She was born in 1898 in a barn. She died on the 37th floor of a skyscraper. She was an astronaut." - Bert, to his secretary Ida Blankenship, in my all-time favourite episode (s4).

"That's your job. Living in the not-knowing." - Don.

Well, Louie just answered this question on Jimmy Fallon. He said, off-hand, 'one of the daughters on the show is not quite right in the head,' in reference to this episode.

You thought the elevator scene was more whimsical than a child insisting her reality is a dream? It was weird, I'll grant you, but it wasn't weirder.

That was an outstanding episode; I really can't see how you could give it a B-anything, unless the reasoning is "no Joan, no Sterling makes us go something something."

Did anyone else scream "FUCK" at the screen when Don took a swig from that bottle? No? Just me then.