It’s a triumphant introduction to Jodie Whittaker’s Thirteen, even though the premiere gives her surprisingly little to do.
“Course, they all know me as Saul Goodman.”
“Let’s do it again.”
Netflix’s Cary Joji Fukunaga-helmed new series is a treat for the eyes, the brain, and the soul.
Will Game of Thrones take back the crown? Can The Americans get its due? Is Atlanta a juggernaut? David, Chase, and Sean make their predictions.
Still have fond memories of smoke monsters, the Dharma Initiative, and NOT PENNY’S BOAT? I know I do. So I re-watched the whole series and ranked all 113 episodes.
Well, we’re halfway through the season already.
If there’s one thing Jimmy McGill knows how to do, it’s read a room.
Character development is a tricky thing. Too much of it too quickly and your character comes off like a sociopath or a con artist, flying through life with no morals and no belief system. Too little of it, and you get the protagonist of every Showtime series not named Twin Peaks: a dull, meaningless character who never adapts to their surroundings and remains static and immutable.
Better Call Saul keeps the train moving in another table-setting episode. I guess it’s hard to call them table-setters when they’re more puzzle pieces. Pieces coming together to answer one critical question.
Better Call Saul finally returns, and lets the ash settle.