Emily Nussbaum and Logan Hill have responded to the show on Vulture and Surf, respectively. But they can't stop debriefing.

E.N.: As you pointed out in the recap, the finale was satisfying on a fan-fic level ...
L.H.: So much so that I worry I've been suckered!
E.N.: "Joan is back!" and "Peggy gets hers!" But it somehow didn't feel like some ridiculous holodeck of phony caper-ness. Especially because all that contrasted with the wrenching divorce scenes.
L.H.: Yeah, the tonal shifts were utter yin-yang: screwball one minute, Scenes from a Marriage the next.

Breaking up is hard to do. Especially when you’re sleeping with four different people. Hank Moody has decided to change his ways. “It’s time for me to grow up … the gods have seen fit to give me another shot with the soulmate,” he announces to Charlie, as they run along the beach panting, then stop for a cigarette. If so, suggests Charlie, maybe it’s also time to stop banging the entire college campus. Easy, says Hank, since he has nothing serious going on with the three university types. “I can get this done in one day: breakfast, lunch, dinner, and home in time for cybersex with the soulmate,” he predicts.

In Greek tragedy, students, that’s called “foreshadowing.”

And so it ends, not with a cliffhanger, but with whimpering magazine moguls, a long–sexually frustrated cartoonist (possibly) getting some, and a writer delivering a literary blow to his No. 1 critic. But not before a long windup, which begins with a New Yorker writer (Sarah Vowell) interviewing the brawlers for a "Talk of the Town" piece. Jonathan thwarts a blackmailer (played by Todd Barry) who demands that Jonathan "take a dive" in the match, lest he reveal George's Viagra habit. George, meanwhile, has Viagra-free sex with his ex-wife, whose idea of pillow talk is to beg him not to knock out her current husband. Jonathan finally hits his writerly stride, but is interrupted by Stella, the hippie-temptress co-op volunteer, who brings over some medical-grade marijuana. They eventually fall into bed after massive tokes from a pot-vaporizer. Stella's pillow talk inspires Jonathan to write about his double life as a private investigator. Ray's controlling girlfriend gives him a ringside promise of sex if he stops the fight. The Slate critic attempts to take Jonathan down with insults to his first novel, but falls after Jonathan informs him that the New York Times said Ames's prose was "lucid." George ultimately does take a dive. The victorious writer and his sad-sack editor take one last playful spin in the ring, where George offers a quasi-Bueller-esque moral to the ambiguously concluded story: It's good to stay in the dark about things; it keeps life interesting.

Poor Harry. His son has a new father figure, and his daughter’s research is shattering her image of dear old dad. But lucky us: A shocking turn in the case of the sleazy photographer turns this season upside down.

A perfect episode of Ugly Betty has just the right balance of slaps and smiles: physical comedy, intriguing plot twists, Big Issues, topical humor, and real emotional moments. Add a killer final shot of Betty blissfully doing the Molly Ringwald bop to Billy Idol's "Dancing With Myself" and voilà: Betty has finally hit its stride again, five episodes into its fourth season.

For three seasons, Sterling Cooper has sold Lucky Strikes, Hilton hotels, and Belle Jolie lipstick. And for three seasons, AMC has sold us Mad Men, in an effort to re-brand itself as something greater than the home of not-so-old movies. Sometimes the sell has been too ham-fisted, and sometimes we've resisted. But after the fireworks of that spectacularly satisfying finale, we can no longer deny that we're watching one of the most bold and unpredictable shows to ever air on television — and that AMC has given Matt Weiner full creative license to go for it.

Ever think you’d see Larry David in women’s underwear? To think — there was once a point at which he didn’t consider himself an actor! That’s some method seriousness there, him throwing caution to the wind and saying, “Well, here’s my junk.” We suppose you have to respect that. With the penultimate episode coming next week — and the much-awaited true Seinfeld reunion on deck — we take a look at the most outrageous moments in what we’d argue was the best episode this season.

This spring, Wall Street was fretting over the uncertain commercial prospects of Pete Docter's Up. But six months and $646 million after its release, it's Pixar's second-highest-grossing film ever and, thanks to the Academy's expansion of the Best Picture category, it stands a good chance of being the studio's first movie to compete for Oscar's top award. Given Up's release on Blu-Ray and DVD tomorrow, we spoke to Docter by phone about the movie's first four minutes, its awards chances, and what little he could tell us about his next project (which isn't Monsters, Inc. 2!).