This episode was disappointing to me, in that it demanded such a suspension of disbelief, with very intelligent and sophisticated characters behaving in remarkably boneheaded ways. And it had a major soap opera cliche employed in striking fashion.
We're all in it together in November, come heaven, hell or nothing. And no amount of money, lawns, mansions, limos, religion, drugs, music, guns exercise, votes, failure, success, brilliance or stupidity is going to change that.
It doesn't look like Matt Weiner is much of a Beatles fan. We've had Bob Dylan, the Beach Boys, and now the Rolling Stones ... but the lads from Liverpool have been relegated to Christmas gifts for Don's kids bought by his former secretary.
So far, Mad Men, with the guidance of creator Matthew Weiner and the rest of the writers, has avoided backlash with its continued high quality. That ultimate safeguard has continued as Season 4 gets underway.
I noticed that the guy driving had long hair and a big bushy beard. I noticed that the guy riding shotgun had long hair and a big bushy beard. I noticed that between them sat a small Asian woman with long hair.
The entire Ringo Starr at Radio City concert was a whirlwind out-of-body experience. There were several times where I had to remind myself, I'm sitting ten rows away from some of the greatest rock stars of all time.