Pause to recover

Sometimes when I watch Mad Men, I have to pause to recover.

But not like when I have to pause to recover while watching School Days, that was so I can mentally prepare myself for the next wave of terrible.

This, this is more like pausing to let the wit sink in; let it steep in my brain.

See, Mad Men is often tongue-in-cheek: a wry critique of the 60s just shrouded beneath the surface.

And it's actually hilarious.



Asides on the Dramatis Personae

Jonn Hamm: ...is a handsome, handsome man. Also an asshole and a player.

John Slattery: For some odd reason, I always envision him as a porn actor whenever he shows up on screen. Being that Sterling is the playboy that he is, I guess I'm not too far off.

January Jones: Beautiful, and since they brought it up, I can see the resemblance.

Christina Hendricks: I'd say she's gorgeous, but that bust is much too distracting.

Julie McNiven: Cute, but as a minor character I mostly enjoy her consistent stream of sarcasm towards Pete Campbell's equally consistent ridiculous demands.