In which I Peele back the layers on the Twilight Zone”s modern day revival, now in its second season.
It’s time I admit that I’m probably always the wrong person to review anything Ryan Murphy writes or directs.
Tip for creators: I’m an easy lay for a really great, grabby title.
Ditch the burgers, gain a park plus tons of musical alums. Seems like a fair trade.
Oh, Ryan Murphy, you historical revisionist rascal, you.
When an abundance of talent produces a result so middle of the road that you’d rather it’d turned out as shit.
Back on FX and staking its claim as pretty much the best horror show you’ll find on television.
Back on the TV beat with what may well end up being one of my most enduring watches of the year, because nothing haunts the mind like child abuse.
If it’s HBO and I’m writing about it, it’s probably “Westworld.”
One of the last decade’s defining TV series comes to a close, and I couldn’t be more overjoyed.