View the gallery This show continues to be excellent, although I'd note that this week felt like a bit of an In Between-y episode, where new characters are introduced (Evan Handler as Alan Dershowitz, Nathan Lane [!!!] as F. Lee Bailey), and old ones are moved into place
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View the gallery You guys. This episode. It was so good. So satisfying. SO full of people having fights we've wanted them to have for ages, and other people going fully Get-A-Grip in a most gratifying way. People had actual, legitimate psychological breakthroughs. Plots moved forward.
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View the gallery This aired back-to-back with episode six; if you missed that recap, it ran yesterday, and here it is. Now ONWARD, for the plot is thickening like a stew.
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View the gallery This show is creditable for overcoming its holes with just pure fun. This week was a nice little caper that got all the right wrong people into the same spot, even if some of the whys and hows didn't QUITE add up neatly.
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View the gallery First off, apologies for how late this is -- we're at Fashion Week at the moment, and time got away from me. Second, this show continues to be masterful. As I mentioned in the first recap, I lived in Los Angeles throughout this entire time period
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View the gallery Which bring us flames, and drinking, and tears (mine, and other people's), and puppies, and proposals. To the south of France! At least, theoretically. Please assume my usual caveat about holding your fire about what happens in the next two episodes, until we get to
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View the gallery Apologies for my tardiness -- between traveling to Fashion Week, and a couple site snafus, and general disorder, I only just got to see this. But it was worth it because THERE IS AN IMPALING, YOU GUYS.
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View the gallery As I noted to a Fug National on our Facebook page (you should like us!), I sat down to this thinking, how the dickens are they going to jam like 800 pages of plot into 86 minutes? The answer: fast and furiously, and with way more war
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View the gallery This episode truly had it all: kissing (in the rain, no less)! Tours of grand British estates (only my favorite thing ever)! Crying! Headbands! Bertie giving Mary a dirty look on Edith's behalf! Wise children! Crying underbutlers! Surprise fiancees! It seems that Old York'
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View the gallery So, I couldn't bring myself to write about episodes 11 and 12. We were busy with awards season, and to be honest, they were a total slog. I wasn't going to do this one, either, until Fug Nation alerted me to Important Developments
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View the gallery Plot momentum stalled a bit -- the horcrux is powerful! Sousa has Peggy-flavored love regrets! Trousers remain questionable! -- and the backstory is a tiny bit banal. But whenever I watch this show, I picture Robin Williams' face in Dead Poets Society when he grins, "Not
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View the gallery It's hard to know exactly how to recap this show. We all know the story...and yet I need to tell you guys how my optometrist was best friends with Johnnie Cochran, and he swore to me whilst checking me for glaucoma that Johnnie told
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View the gallery I kind of wish people hadn't waxed so poetic about how great this episode was, because I think my expectations were too high, and I ended up lukewarm on it. Sorry! I'm sure this will cause many people to be enraged with me
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View the gallery I just love this show. It's absolutely chockablock with people making terrible romantic/life choices in amazing outfits/homes, during war, which is simply my favorite genre of anything. This week boasted fewer fur turbans than last week's installment, but DEFINITELY more threats
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View the gallery This episode was, simply put, a roller-coaster. I laughed out loud and I clapped with glee. There was Matthew Goode, and kissing, and beer, and great outfits -- possibly the best of the series to date --and burgeoning romance for the very middle-aged. I also laughed
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