"Brooklyn Nine-Nine" has a genial, pleasing loopiness and very solid work from an intelligently assembled cast.
It's my favorite time of year! Sure, crisp autumn days and reasons to buy new boots are nice, but the fall crop of new shows is what makes me giddy every September.
"Sleepy Hollow" achieves its modest goals without leaning too far into pompousness or slicing off too much ham.
It's the most wonderful time of the year for television lovers -- fall TV premieres! Season finales left us on edge wondering how we could make it through summer with the futures of our favorite characters in limbo.
Maybe it's the competition from streaming TV, or maybe it's just good timing, but after a few disappointing seasons, traditional TV networks are seriously stepping up their game
Well, summer is over, folks, so now it's time to hang out with our real best friend: Television. I'm always interested in what could be the next big show, and even interested in a show that is not only big, but actually good.
If you were to watch all 56 of them -- just their pilots -- do you know how many hours of your life you'd lose? No? Do you want to know?
The Idris Elba cop drama would probably be more satisfying if it didn't try to cover so many bases in a limited running time
Knee deep amidst the network upfront announcements of axes swung and shows born and reborn comes a dire New York Times business article. The end of every TV season brings predictions of TV's demise. Is The End really near?
The fall season finales are just a few weeks away and, as with every year, fan expectations run extremely high.
"Supernatural" has always pulled off its midseason finales with great aplomb, and I'm pleased to report that "Citizen Fang" showed no sign of breaking that streak -- packing half a season's worth of tension, betrayal and angst into a 42-minute slice of character development.
A lyric from "The Sound of Music" to sum up the big happenings of "The Good Wife": "So long, farewell/Auf Wiedersehen, goodnight" Nick!
Blammo! Liz Lemon is married! What the what?!
Tomorrow I'll be chatting with one Frank Rossitano, aka Judah Friedlander, but in this interview, I want all the questions to come from you guys.
Watching the stand there, slackjawed, was an oddly anti-climactic ending to a finale that contained plenty of fighting but not much in the way of truly pulse-pounding moments.
It appears that I spoke too soon when dubbing "Portrait of a Lady Alexander" the ickiest episode of "Gossip Girl" to date -- that was before we'd witnessed Ivy trying to screw her way through every father on the Upper East Side.