Thus far, Masters of Sex has been a bit of an enigma for me. I may have period piece exhaustion, as I’m continually finding myself thinking that I’ve seen these characters before. Bill Masters as an emotionally underdeveloped scientist hopelessly devoted to his craft is particularly problematic, since that archetype has been ridden to death…
Brody’s back in the muthafuckin’ house, with a fat dick in yo muthafuckin’ mouth. We all knew that Brody was going to return, it was just a question of when and in what capacity. I’d find it difficult to believe that anyone in the viewing audience predicted “gutshot outside Caracas with a shaved head, being…
“Pilot” This past weekend, the scientific sexual revolution themed Masters of Sex debuted as Showtime’s next dip into the HBO-dominated premium cable arthouse ocean. The show, based in the notoriously repressive 1950s (as much as the American 50s are regaled by so many as an idyllic utopia, there are dozens, if not hundreds…
“Tin Man Is Down” What, no Brody? It would have been a lot easier to write the Brody character out of the script if the writers had just killed him off last season like they should have, or like Damian Lewis actually seemed to have preferred. I suppose it says something about the health of…
There are now two Homelands. The Homeland That Could Have Been, and the Homeland that Is. The Homeland TCHB includes much of what remains in the Homeland that Is. All of the best elements from Zero Dark Thirty are in. Bi-polar-as-fuck, wall-collage-pasting Carrie is certainly in. Mandy Patinkin’s beard is without a doubt in, but…