January and February 2020
I seriously doubt there’s anything in No Time to Die that can compete with Graham’s laser shoe from Spyfall.
Seen through the prism of a constantly buffering HBO Go app, the final season of Silicon Valley was an unintentionally interactive viewing experience for me.
qubo specializes in cartoons from yesteryear that look like they’re being watched from another room.
Have the rights to Ted Bundy recently gone into the public domain?
The Magic Motor Inn episode of Fresh Off the Boat proves that G’s back-door spinoff-dar is military grade.
Netflix’s Cheer is not to be confused with the first screen outing of Ted Danson’s Sam Malone.
Time jump finales in HBO Original Series are now contractually binding.
The advertising for the BBC’s Seven Worlds, One Planet makes it seems like Earth is a TV show leaving a streaming service in 2020.
I don’t know if I’m more amazed that a musical act on The Bachelor once dated a contestant or that a contestant had prior knowledge of a musical act on The Bachelor.
American quality television is having its own papal war.
HBO’s McMillions recalls Ben Affleck’s comment on Argo that “even the feeblest execution” of such a compelling real-life story would still make for great entertainment.
G was expecting Shrill to be like a live-action Nature Cat, demonstrating that as parents of a toddler we are no longer able to distinguish between adult and children’s television.
The MSNBC reporter’s racist outburst in reporting of the death of Kobe Bryant and the subsequent resurrection of Mr. Peanut in his honor suggests that TV’s priorities on grief may need re-evaluating.
The best media satire I see on network television is in Geico and Progressive Commercials.
Larry David may be Bernie Sanders’ best impersonator but, judging by this season of Curb Your Enthusiasm, he could also be Trump’s most effective speechwriter.
Avenue 5 is a worthy addition to the British science-fiction sub-genre of Shoddy Space.
When Adam Driver hosts Saturday Night Live, it feels like improvised jazz rather than a hit-and-miss sketch show.
Killer Inside: The Mind of Aaron Hernandez made me wonder why there isn’t a rolling news channel devoted to this story.
I urge you to watch reality shows with closed captioning as they put inverted commas around words that don’t exist and they come thick and “fastly.”
The Oscars 2020 really made the case for the continuing importance of commercial cinema with an opening musical number recreating an iconic moment of public television.
U-Verse On-Demand needs to accept that I am not going to rent A Simple Favor.
Season Three is the new Season Two. We need to be talking about Junior Slumps.
Last Week Tonight with John Oliver is the best argument for only reporting the news when it’s not happening.
If parents are confused as to which version of The Adventures of Paddington Bear is the newest one, just remember it’s not the Canadian one with a bloated expositional theme tune that even The Simpsons couldn’t credibly parody.
Unexpected bonus of AMC’s uncensored airing of The Godfather films Part 1 – 8am boobs.
Unexpected bonus of AMC’s uncensored airing of The Godfather films Part 2 – The Godfather Part II now gives two fucks.
Unexpected bonus of AMC’s uncensored airing of The Godfather films Part 3 – Doesn’t apply to The Godfather Part III so you have an excuse to skip it.
What is anyone on Married at First Sight talking about? They all sound like malfunctioning self-help robots.
The world television premiere of El Camino was somewhat undermined by the fact that millions of viewers had already seen the movie on television.
Haven’t we done enough damage to Pizza Hut crusts without making them their own appetizer?
Bad News Breaking – Breaking Bad Now The Sequel To Better Call Saul.
In terms of romanticizing of the Taliban, the final season of Homeland picks up where Rambo III and The Living Daylights left off.
The commercial for the “Battle for the 2020 White House” commemorative chess set is the best piece of television to play parody chicken with.
I bet the voice actors on Superwings: Mission Teams increasingly regret having ticked the Accents and Dialects box on their online submission for the casting call.
Made my national television commercial debut and now worried about being typecast as “Man in Bermuda shorts and Hawaiian shirt that doesn’t fit him ignoring Phil Mickelson.”
Apparently, Saturday Night Live having a host and musical guest I’m equally excited to see only happens every four years.
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