Nic Pizzolatto’s scripts for “True Detective” have their moments but, self-consciously literary, they also are painfully overwritten.
Although there are bumps on the way from the brilliant first season to the uneven fourth season, “The Many Loves of Dobie Gillis” stands as a clever, thought-provoking and joyful creation – a pleasure that’s anything but guilty.
It’s possible to argue with several of Stephen Sondheim’s selections. Are all of these his best achievements? Yet it hardly matters, because the composer’s tales of his artistic life, culled from probably a dozen interviews, are completely fascinating.
Over the past five years of Breaking Bad, the chemistry of fate has run its course.
Before he was a broadcaster, Mary Glickman was one heck of an athlete, a youthful hero in New York known as “the Jewish Red Grange.”
All things considered, “Ray Donovan” is bad and only a Tootsie Pop-class sucker would consider tuning in for the second episode.
Google the favorite Star Trek episodes of all time and “The Inner Light” is on just about every top ten list.
“Mad Men” gets all manner of undeserved attention. Yet I attend to it.
In Russia, the defenders of Nadia, Masha, and Katia have compared their plight to the victims of the infamous Stalinist “Show Trials” of the ’30s.
The only way to sort of enjoy “Family Tree” is with modest expectations; and indeed, this is the most modest of series, as Christopher Guest cuts his molars on TV with a program which rarely tries to be more than fairly amusing, mildly ambitious, a kind of bemused apprentice work in a new medium.