The marathon bombing is the Big Story for the first hour of this final year. Weren't they going to start making shit up in the present day for this season?
One of the tropes I despise in television is for a hero character to rail against being treated like
a regular person.
That Sorkin stoops to do this with -- oh, the horror! -- of jury duty is infinitely
That Sorkin stoops to do this with -- oh, the horror! -- of jury duty is infinitely
more disappointing. It'd be like watching Louie CK complain about going to the bathroom, and there's no toilet paper.*
The other huge disappointment** is making Neal, long the butt of the' show's jokes about teh internets the Glenn Greenwald of ACN. Yes, Sorkin continues to have and eat cake by co-opting those fiendish web-journalism freaks and explaining jargon like encryption and 'air gaps' for the other baby boomers in the audience: Sorkin is simultaneously the hippest and squarest reporter ever.
With all of the drawbacks, on balance the third season has a few things going for it. The love pentangles are cleared up; Maggie seems to have shit together, and the wedding-planning banter is far from the show at the worst (surprising to me, too). The long-game ACN hostile take-over story is Sorkin rewriting the last episodes of Sports Night as a (hopefully) season-long wind down, and it succeeds in giving a talky show primarily about office-dwellers bit more energy -- this is, after all, the final season where anything can happen.
In the end, should someone... die?
The other huge disappointment** is making Neal, long the butt of the' show's jokes about teh internets the Glenn Greenwald of ACN. Yes, Sorkin continues to have and eat cake by co-opting those fiendish web-journalism freaks and explaining jargon like encryption and 'air gaps' for the other baby boomers in the audience: Sorkin is simultaneously the hippest and squarest reporter ever.
With all of the drawbacks, on balance the third season has a few things going for it. The love pentangles are cleared up; Maggie seems to have shit together, and the wedding-planning banter is far from the show at the worst (surprising to me, too). The long-game ACN hostile take-over story is Sorkin rewriting the last episodes of Sports Night as a (hopefully) season-long wind down, and it succeeds in giving a talky show primarily about office-dwellers bit more energy -- this is, after all, the final season where anything can happen.
In the end, should someone... die?
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