The last month has brought some good news, and some bad, from the Mad Men front.
The point here is to cast light on the devil incarnate of the most recent Survivor, which concluded Sunday night on CBS. Machiavellian is too tame to describe the overconfident and somewhat deluded Russell Hantz.
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When strangers ply us with questions like "And you are?", "Who are you with?", or "Where did you go to school?" they are likely sizing up our power as belied by our affiliations.
As BuzzFeed's resident "viral scientist," I investigate how the most contagious items on the Web enter our hearts, minds and inboxes.
To ensure that critical research funding becomes and remains a priority, we must all raise awareness about Alzheimer's.
I guess there's just no getting around the fact that most of the television audience does not watch or maintain any interest in most of the programs that take home the biggest Emmy awards, some by the bushel.
It was painfully obvious that the producers of this year's Emmys had one goal only -- reverse the ratings trend and not lose again to the Weather Channel.
The Emmys given to reality shows were some kind of gag awards, right? No one actually gives awards to reality series, do they?
The Emmy's was so good it was bad. Both guys and gals were in rare form, wearing event, age, and body appropriate ensembles that were often flat out dazzling.
On Monday night I'll be hosting a screening of the film Lord Save Us From Your Followers in L.A. and moderating a panel discussion afterwards. Written...
"I think people, in general, grow up thinking there's this pocket of nerds and this pocket of really cool people," Helberg said. "But when everyone goes home, they're all kind of nerdy."
Yoo Hoo, Mrs. Goldberg underscores a unique moment in our history when the Jewish experience crossed over into households composed of African Americans and Midwesterners, as they all listened to The Rise of the Goldbergs.
The genre's biggest night of the year, once a sparkling showcase for entertainment television, disappoints with a hurried, poorly directed show, telecast on one of the lowest rated weekends of the year.
What can I say? I wasn't feeling it tonight. "I Will Rise Up" has a few Sucker Punches, but it mostly functions as a placeholder.
It's time to get it together and honor a man who week in and week out presides over one the best places on television to find edgy, unapologetic, and laugh-til-it-hurts political and social commentary, rooted in deep conviction. I would be saying exactly the same thing if Bill and I hadn't been friends for over 15 years. But I'm sure glad that we have.