I’d forgotten how addictive this show is. How hard it is to not go through an entire season in a week or two. After seasons 2 and 3–at least in my view–struggled to do justice to the near impossibly well-paced and acted legacy of season 1, Showtime’s serial killer serial delivers back to back viewing satisfaction with seasons 4 and 5.
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Mad Men just wrapped its penultimate season having spent a notable amount of screen time fleshing out the story of Don Draper’s coming of age. The show has always been premised in part on Draper’s need to hide his true past, still the convention of his dark secret has perhaps never been so visually explored as in this past season. Light and dark “twins” abounded: there were two Dons on this season’s promotional art, two wigs for Don’s wife Megan’s soap opera role playing twins, and even two creative directors at the office—figured as doppelgangers by fair-haired, former rival Ted Chaough and the darker Don. This season the dark past returned in frequent flashbacks of Don as an adolescent named Dick Whitman growing in a whorehouse. When Don’s past caught up with him in the present, however, it was embodied by black characters.
This begs the question, Why is Dick Whitman haunting Don Draper in blackface? Continue reading Don Draper Fades to Black
It’s official: “retired” Detective Linden can’t seem to get off this ride. And neither can I.
The Killing is certainly a slow-burn, but is no less consuming for its unhurried pace. I find myself craving more by mid-week because of the often stingy progress of any given episode, but I have yet to feel anything like frustration. Some of that is my own viewing patience, I suppose. But a lot of it has to do with the patient police tactics of Detective Sarah Linden and the patient storytelling practices that have made her perhaps my favorite woman to watch on television. Continue reading Just when she thought she was out…
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