View the gallery Someone on Twitter pointed out that EVERYONE on this show except for Madeleine Stowe has started talking in the Christian Bale Batman growl. I know every single character is boiling over with vicious, viscous hate for everyone else, essentially, but CLEAR YOUR THROAT, GUYS. Or start shipping
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View the gallery Sorry for getting this up so late -- I had a cold last week and it made me particularly pokey in all things. But here we are! I brought extra shirtlessness to make amends for my tardiness.
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View the gallery This show was eminently watchable, not at all subtle -- but in all the right ways; there are no birds in tiny boxes -- and FULL of voluminous hair. Gwyneth, that piercing sensation you're feeling is Tami Taylor stomping all over Country Strong. Bull true.
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View the gallery This was a pretty entertaining, quippy start to the season, but it also confirmed for me that Serena Van Der Woodsen is a horrible person. Only Serena could somehow make everyone bow and scrape to regain her affections after she treated them horribly. This may also make
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View the gallery One of my favorite things about this show is that it is bookended with voiceovers from Amanda that are so Ponderous and Metaphorical that they make the VOs Chris Carter used to write for every Very Special X-Files sound as straightforward as a grammar textbook. I&
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View the gallery Don't worry, this show continues to be charming, and primarily shirtless.
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View the gallery It's BACK. And I am going to start off by saying something that is possibly unpopular, and it is that I think Emily VanCamp was and continues to be miscast in this role. She is not bad as Emily -- she is a good actress, and
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View the gallery Y'all, X-Files is on like 45 hours a week. I am at this set listening to these people caterwobble right in my face for, like, ever and I am seriously so tired, y'all, which is why it took me like a really,
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View the gallery Y'all are going to LOVE some of what they pulled out in the last four episodes. And I mean that in the sincere way and in the WTF way. No plot herein, for those of you who don't care, and no big spoilers
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View the gallery I shall miss you, sweet Ewings. Come back soon. In the meantime, Sue EllAnn is my hero, and not just because of how she looks in pants (although it certainly doesn't hurt).
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View the gallery Tonight's episode is the first-season finale, and I suspect there will be heavy shenanigans involving hospitals, muuuuuurder, JR, and Cliff Barnes. In this penultimate hour, we got lots of pouty JR, trembling Bobby, fisticuffs, a slap, and an awesome final shot. This show is
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View the gallery Okay. I will grant that there's something comforting about a show where people wear regular, comfortable sweaters, instead of being aggressively Blair Waldorf'd. But if we don't filter in a LITTLE insanity soon, I will be terribly sad. I want bigger
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View the gallery Phew, J.R. Ewing's absence was greatly exaggerated. By me. Because I feared it. He pops up here again, having jetted off to Las Vegas to stick in Cliff Barnes' aging craw. And also to give John Ross a chance to spread his wings.
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View the gallery This is last week's episode, not last night's -- sorry for the delay in posting, but I was on vacation and then had a travel drama, and basically, you know you're tired when you're watching Dallas and you can'
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View the gallery Jessica and I were discussing this show the other day, and we concluded that we can each only keep track of about half of what's happening, which makes it impossible to process anything until we have compared notes. Y'all know we love some
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