The time has come again to watch 25 men with questionable sanity vie for the affections of one woman with questionable desirability.
In many ways, "The Magician's Code" is the quintessential HIMYM episode, as funny as almost any show on television when it's willing to put in the effort, but more often than not falling into unnecessary plot twists,
Sixteen and pregnant. It wasn't exactly the dream I'd had while I was in my junior year of high school. I dreamt of moving away to college and living in a dorm. But when I got the news that I was pregnant, everything changed.
I couldn't get away from it. My girlfriends were talking about it; columnists were writing about it; Saturday Night Live was spoofing it. It was all I heard about.
My maternal instincts were outed yet again as I watched another episode of Girls. I know these girls. I am surrounded by them in real life. I want to save them all.
Writing a 3,000-word feature on campaign spending is hard. Writing ten funny jokes about campaign spending is also hard. Some people are good at the former, some people are good at the latter and some people are good at both, but those people are unicorns.
If there's one thing we know for sure about the latest episode of Mad Men, it's this: All this soapiness can mean only one thing. People are about to die.
I'm presenting my nomination for a show Netflix should consider giving a second chance... Terriers. The show didn't try to reinvent the wheel. It wasn't high concept. But it did what it did exceptionally well.
Presented without commentary, the most absurd, comical, self-serious and/or humorless moments from episode 15, "Bombshell," in chronological order.
The broadcaster will continue to do what it's always done -- support 100 per cent Canadian content while entertaining its loyal fans; just in a less extravagant way (unlike this year's season preview, which was the biggest I've ever seen from the network).
It's almost like a car wreck. A wonderfully written, nicely shot, and superbly acted car wreck. No matter how bad it gets on screen, you're only the more intrigued and somehow, it's liberating.
Every spring, I'm forced to say good-bye to welcome visitors who've graced my home week after week. Yup, I'm talking about my favorite TV series that somehow find themselves on the chopping block even though millions of viewers enjoy them.
Any episode that prominently features Betty is a lesser episode of "Mad Men." She just isn't as interesting as the show thinks she is, and when she turns up, "Mad Men's" ability to tell stories about bitterness and dissatisfaction becomes noticeably unsubtle.
Will Ferrell's been gone from "SNL" for 10 years now. I don't know how we've kept it together since then, as Americans.
And when HBO airs its documentary this week, it will be clear that obesity does not only weigh on the hearts of mainstream America - but it also tips the scales as the Latino community's most daunting health problem.
Girls may not be realistic on the whole, and I agree lacks in certain areas, but I will keep watching every week, and I know without a doubt that I'll be entertained.
Once upon a time, Fox's musical take on a high school show choir was funny and poignant. Now, as its third season winds up, it has evolved into a string of Sunday sermons accompanied by the voices of Barbra Streisand, Michael Jackson, Lady Gaga and others.
I try to talk to my mother every day (and if I don't, she calls me!). She has taught me tolerance, patience, caregiving, and unconditional love. She was the original calm and assertive person in my life.
This is not about Lena Dunham; this is about our culture, and how much more we will all benefit from color-blind casting in our media and, hopefully, in our lives.
Or should that be "old plots and new?" This episode deviates so sharply from George R. R. Martin's books that fans were reeling, with some upset by this turn of events.
What had started as a concert film about the Rolling Stones, a follow-up of sorts to the Maysles' The Beatles: The First U.S. Visit, turned into a Zapruder-like document that sounded the death knell for the flower power of the 1960s.
Crystal Bell, 2012.16.05