Veronica Mars at times seems unaware just how much of its energy is bound up in the relationship between the title character and her ex-boyfriend.
David Chase and his writers are so cynical about people that they make Luis Buñuel seem like Frank Capra.
From the get-go, fans of classic TV pegged The Sopranos as a series that owed plenty to English playwright and screenwriter Dennis Potter.
Talk about starting with a bang.
Each season, at least one group ostracizes one of its members on the grounds that he or she is “unmanageable,” “mentally unstable,” or “an angry black woman.”
Ted Koppel’s post-Nightline career has barely started, and already it’s shaping up to be as valuable as the one he left behind.
Talented filmmakers working on material from genre aficionados, yielding uneven results.
The blogosphere being what it is, I’m sure the expiration date on Golden Globes commentary has passed.
I’ve just been formally relieved of TCA Press Tour duties by my colleague Alan Sepinwall, who will be covering the second half.
“When I was a kid, there was a tremendous saturation of westerns on television,” said Hill.” “All things pass.”
At a Court TV dinner, James Ellroy said he’d seen three hours of unedited footage from The Black Dahlia.