Laurie speaks, Kevin cheats, and a deer wreaks (havoc) in the first season’s penultimate episode.
Sheriff Kevin Garvey is going full-on Fight Club, or at least that’s what last night’s episode of “The Leftovers” would like you to believe.
Prophetic hallucinations, a crazy old man on a rampage, and the May 1972 edition of National Geographic were at the center of last night’s The Leftovers. I still have no f*cking idea what this show is about.
Gunshot fetishes, Slayer’s “Angel of Death,” and a brilliant performance from Carrie Coon highlighted an incredibly strong episode of The Leftovers this week.
Many brave souls were lost in the worst shark-infested weather catastrophe to hit the Big Apple since The Great White(Shark)out of ’84, so it is in memoriam that we pay tribute…
Heavy-handed metaphors were ripe for the picking in last night’s Christmas-themed episode of The Leftovers that was anything but Christmasy.
By Jared Jones HBO’s The Leftovers is a pretty damn good show, and you should probably be watching it if you aren’t already. We’ll be doing weekly recaps of the…
When you stare into the abyss, The Talking Dead stares back at you.
At least it was a fake baby.
Frank will allow his dead body to be filled with ‘cream’ after he dies.
Cat feces is preferable to ‘X Factor’…
Last night Charlie died and Walden moved in and then slept with two girls and Alan was all like “Whaaaat?”
In which the best-laid plans fall to a “touch of consumption.”
We thought we’d give this show a chance. Bad idea.
Dwight Yoakam has never looked better.
Another good title would have been “Meth Head with a Shotgun!”
Mary Steenburgen…doggie style…
A drive in the desert? This will end well (no, really).
Jesse’s party pad is getting a little out of control. By “out of control,” I mean it’s a meth-head flop house.
Sookie and Eric finally do the deed.
Wilfred is starting to come into its own.
I hope you like delusion and self-loathing…
Wild sex dreams and the kiss you’ve been waiting for.
‘Breaking Bad’ is back with a vengeance.
Amnesia Eric continues to amuse us.
Ed Helms guest stars in the role he was born to play: a creepy doggie daycare owner who rubs peanut butter on his crotch.
We had no idea that Eric could smile.
Wilfred pushes Ryan to stand up for himself. And two guys porn-out.
Were-panthers hopped up on V, and so much more.
Episode two is the real test for a series. Especially one about a talking man-dog.