Well, on the one hand, it's my job to recap the show for Indie Wire this season.
On the other hand, I got the job because I LOVE the show.
I love that it pays no mind to boring shit like making any fucking sense beyond crazy-ass True Blood sense,
of being remotely realistic because what could be more boring when you can be colorfully psychotic, of being the only
show willing to just GO THERE with a crazy-hot Vampire Queen who plays Yahtzee, exploding vampires, white trash
werepanthers, a cannibalistic Burning Man of evil, fist-fucking hearts out of chests, and you know this is endless.
In short, its a one-show remedy to the endless, watch-Don-stare-out-a-window brain-freezing pretense and
stifling High Seriouness of Mad Men.
It's 60 minutes of sexed up, neo-Hammer lunacy that will never tell me how important it is.