I forget who it was, but someone once said that the difference between British shows and American shows is the placement of an apostrophe: "writer's room" versus "writers' room." Which is to say, Moffat is a well-paid professional writer, but he is not a bunch of them.
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Wait, how is "Melophobia" their strongest release? "Cage The Elephant" is their strongest release by far, and "Melophobia" has no songs I remember offhand, even having listened to the album through three or four times. Whereas their debut had In One Ear, Ain't No Rest, Back-Stabbin' Betty, and generally excellent…
Madding crowd. The movie name AND the popular expression are "far from the madding crowd," which before being the name of a Thomas Hardy book—apparently he's not one of the Hardy Boys. Who knew?—was in a Thomas Grey poem called "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard":
Not just women, Close. And not just his voice. He's got this mischievous smile and really expressive features, and he's stick thin, which is always a plus.
Have to watch that, but his performance as Hamlet is probably the best I've seen in the role. It was crystal clear what gears were turning in his head, and that he was outsmarting everyone in the room with him, and the extent of his pain.
I was wondering how your comment has an upvote, and then I saw you yourself upvoted it and all your other comments.
The episode lingered on the okc username, in case any of you singles want to meet with Corey.
For my money, Blood On The Tracks is the greatest American album.
That's… actually brilliant.
Best quote from the episode: "It's a killer puzzle box designed to scare me to death, and I'm trapped inside it. Must be Christmas."
Presumably the very first.
It breaks my heart, because this is such a good episode, but fridge logic just hit:
The last shot, of the street names Jessica says to calm herself down when traumatized, destroyed me.
I'm not so sure that's coincidence, then.
Now that's a crossover I'd watch!
To the show’s credit, the folks making it clearly love magic—or at least have a lot of fun poking fun at its clichés—and that affection comes through loud and clear.
You pronounce "gone" as "gawn"? God, that's weird. Bygone, for me, also rhymes with "hi John."
Daredevil? Least impressive superhero show out there. Middlest-of-the-road. A giant shrug of superhero show punctuated by one great fight scene. Arrow is way better.
I’m willing to accept that those UNIT soldiers wouldn’t want to shoot their amnesic mothers, but there’s absolutely no reason for them to enter that building ALL AT THE SAME TIME.