Series creator and writer Mike White gives himself a sweet, sad showcase as an actor, as Tyler exposes himself in more ways than one.
I went through 13 episodes in a week. Did it hold up to my original review? (Yes, no, and yes.) And when will there be a critical mass of viewers ready to discuss?
In the new, post-Dan Harmon episodes, this once-brilliant community college sitcom now looks like a Cliff’s Notes version of itself.
NBC’s musical returns, retooled and apologetic. What you think of season two depends on how deep you thought the problems with season one were.
The big game is an all-day, bloated TV affair, and yet it was still able to turn on a dime and snatch excitement from the yawning jaws of boredom.
Back in 2006, I would not have described 30 Rock as a love story. But the funny, sweet finale confirmed that, in many ways, that is exactly what it was.
In Netflix’s new drama, Kevin Spacey guides a gleeful tour through a Washington D.C. where you are either eating flesh or you’re on the menu.
FX unveiled the first chapter of its Cold War story about a fascinating fake (or is it?) marriage.
Last night, a couple of characters finally “violated the Hawley-Smoot Tariff Act.” If you catch our meaning.
FX’s Cold War thriller about a deep-cover Soviet spies in the suburbs is the thriller you’d expect but also an intriguing study of marriage as partnership.
In a beautiful episode, Amy’s ex goes to rehab, proving that you can lead a man to water, but he has to find the turtle himself.
Well, things got real there awfully quick.
The whole series, and last night’s episode, portrayed TV as a business, a farce, and, the one thing that gave sense to its neurotic characters’ lives.