An expert villain classically trained at London’s Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, Tom Hiddleston—or Loki, as you may know him—is starring in a TV miniseries adaptation of John le Carré’s novel The Night Manager, beginning its run on AMC tonight. The 1993 book was le Carré’s first with a post–Cold War setting, and it features the master spy storyteller’s typically shaded look at right and wrong.
There are certainly plenty of things to admire, and many funny moments, in the first season of The Skinny—the new web series about, among other things, bulimia—from women’s lifestyle site Refinery29 and writer-director-star Jessie Kahnweiler. But after bingeing on the show, I have to say it left a bad taste in my mouth.
So, Terence Winter: I tried to like your new show, Vinyl, I really did. Not least because a cool musician friend of mine is in it, and because I lived through 1970s NYC, albeit as a kid. But once I remembered who you are—the writer and creator-showrunner of Boardwalk Empire and writer of The Wolf of Wall Street and lots of episodes of The Sopranos—I understood why I wasn’t liking Vinyl and realized it was hopeless.
Television has changed a lot in recent years. No longer the sole domain of networks and cable companies, TV is now distributed—and produced—by a growing flock of internet content providers. Facilitated by devices such as Apple TV, the web-based delivery of quality programming is also changing our viewing habits, making bingeing the norm and patience a quaint old virtue. With the release of the fourth season of House of Cards on Netflix this past Friday, we decided to explore our Topics pages for the ways viewers are watching the Emmy-winning drama and other lauded shows.
“They say we get the leaders we deserve,” begins Frank Underwood’s Oval Office address to you, his loyal fourth wall, in a recent trailer for House of Cards. Season four of the Netflix show premieres tonight and, frankly, the timing couldn’t be more appropriate. As Underwood claws and scrapes his way to victory, so do our own presidential hopefuls. Soon, all the campaigns will blur. Fiction and reality will become one. If we play our cards wrong, this November we may end up with a fictional character for president.
Have you been watching Black-ish? If you’re like most people I’ve talked to, there’s a good chance you haven’t—in that case, I’m here to tell you that you’re missing out.
It came without promotions. It came without ads. It came without packages, boxes or bags. One morning it was just there, announcing its existence to millions of mailing list subscribers through a tantalizingly sparse subject line: “A brand new thing from Louis C.K.”