How Spencer continues to be the best, I don't know. But the rest of the Liars really helped her out this week by lowering the bar of excellence.
It's almost like The Following is aware that this is the point where we decide whether to keep watching or delete the series recording from our DVRs.
He's baaaaaaaack. And he's the living worst.
At this point, what are you hoping to see happen by the time the series finale rolls around?
"The Poet's Fire" filled in some of the blanks for us, exploring the nature of Carroll's little cult.
I'm ready to discuss what The Office is doing with Brian and Pam in a rational, open manner. Mostly.
Things you don't want: poverty, bitter disappointment, to be hit with a sock full of quarters. And last on that list: Spencer Hastings coming after you with nothing to lose.
This show so far is like watching a baby horse being born: It's gross, gory, kind of a train wreck, lacks grace, and, when it tries to stand up, it's shaky at best.
The Office has played its documentary crew trump card WAY too early, and for something that doesn't make a whole lot of sense.
This was an important episode for the series to set up the season to come.
Last week, we had to suffer some sleepily slopped-together nonsense about lice and Val being one-dimensional and suggestive. "Suit Warehouse" was the treat for our torture.
This episode had a one-track mind and it had to do with control. Every character was in a situation they had an opportunity to tilt.