the oh-yes! DVD of the week: ‘Justified: The Complete First Season’
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Timothy Olyphant Timothy Olyphant Timothy Olyphant Timothy Olyphant Timothy Olyphant Timothy Olyphant. Also: Timothy Olyphant.
Will we have future scholars footnoting The Simpsons to explain why Kent Brockman and Rainier Wolfcastle are funny?
Will parents let their kids watch? Will kids want to watch? (That’s excluding Arab-American parents and kids, who represent only a tiny minority of the America population, and won’t be enough to let such a channel survive.)
It would be totally typical of my luck if, for some bizarre reason, Doctor Who was to air in the U.S. first, just after I’ve made the move to the U.K. What else did they think I came here for?!
…on how the cultural embrace of violent misogynist celebrity Charlie Sheen and his ongoing meltdown is little different from other reality television…
Smith says there’s a Toby Whithouse script in the upcoming series: Maybe the Doctor drops in on Mitchell, George, Nina, and Annie?
This harrowing television drama, from the U.K.’s Channel 4, is a provocative look at the state of the modern Middle East that will shock as many people as it will enthrall, merely by dint of its reasoned, unhysterical look at Israel and its treatment of the Palestinians…
I’m not saying there isn’t idiotic shit on British TV. It just doesn’t dominate like it does in America.
After last week’s first two episodes, I was feeling an enormous meh toward the show, but was willing to give it a few more episodes to find itself. After last night’s third episode, I’m still hugely ambivalent…
It’s lovely to sit down in front of the telly for an hour or two of an evening and encounter not one ad warning about four-hour erections, bragging about one annual injection after two starter doses, and entreating you to ask your doctor about once-monthly Primeva.