If Americans needed a manufactured (but, according to colleagues, family and friends, more than half-genuine) mother figure to enshrine in sit-com heaven, they got it in Barbara Billingsley.
If The Dick Van Dyke Show's Rob Petrie represents the ideals of American manhood, Mad Men's Don Draper represents a descent into the American nightmare.
Modern Family's adorable gay couple finally showed a little onscreen PDA.
The famous detective now texts and surfs the net while Watson writes a blog. This is not your mother's Sherlock Holmes.
I don’t know what The Event is – and I suspect I never will -- but not for lack of trying.
The Simpsons neatly bursts Glee’s bubbly premise that the arts are the lifeblood of society, and freedom to be oneself is a guaranteed human right.
Unfortunately, all debates about breasts ever seem to do is draw attention away from the real points of concern.
Critics hailed it as one of the best new shows on television, but FOX’s Lone Star has been canceled due to poor ratings.
Actors often talk about bringing an emotional authenticity to the characters they play. A physical authenticity should also be required if the part involves a weekly round of fighting off scary Russian operatives or shady government spies who know jiu jitsu.
With all the slicing and cutting and loss of bodily fluids, Spartacus would seem to be a prime candidate for criticism about its excessive violence, but its stylized approach to violence makes for unconventional, provocative programming.