[Slams table, laughs.]
In what is meant to be a supporting role, the great character actor pulls off the neat trick of seeming like the protagonist.
She's not pleased.
The thinking, spending, and scavenger-hunting behind the little details you see (and don't see) on TV.
My auteurist theory of television.
There are so many.
Last night's finale brings down the curtain on maybe the best freshman outing since season one of Homeland.
Oy, poor Martha.
Last night's Clark-Martha subplot is the closest The Americans has gotten to raised-eyebrow sitcom contrivance.
There is a moment with every season-one crush when you have a crisis of faith.
Matt Zoller Seitz's second favorite episode of the season, after "Gregory."
Like The Sopranos, The Americans is not about what it seems to be.
Stan shows that the Russians aren't the only spies who understand revenge.
In which Elizabeth is reminded by the KGB that she's married, but not really.
Man, this is one beleaguered marriage!
This episode’s storytelling strategy could be summed up as “Mind-eff first, explain later."
Last night's episode was, to a degree, about how secrecy is a part of sex and love.
We were on set for the controlled explosion in Kew Gardens, Queens.
The Americans is shaping up to be as historically conscious a drama as Mad Men.
Last night's episode was a marvel, expertly paced, with a number of unexpectedly piercing scenes.
Streaming and VOD numbers are shedding new light on shows that at first seem to have underperformed.
"Acid-washed jeans were global."