Mad Men really is that good. When you flick open the Zippo-shaped metal case containing season one and light up your TV, we assure you you'll be dazzled by the sixties-style skirt-chasing, publicity-spinning, and Scotch-swilling. The trappings — outrageous dressing gowns, perfect tumbler glasses — are beautiful (like the cast), but the script is the real marvel, as sharp as anything we’ve seen on TV. Realism fetishists might complain that these admen are too sharp, too quick — but wit is their job.