Monday, January 29, 2007


Rome is the greatest television series in the history of time. Now a lot of that has to do with Roman history just being so goddamn cool in the first place, and a lot has to do with the crisp British accents of the crew, and I'm sure there's a significant amount that has to do with Polly Walker's bountiful, endowed by Olympians on high, breathtakingly-gorgeous rack, but mostly the reason is, I gather, that HBO spends enough money to feed Africa for a year on every damn episode.

And it's worth it! By Jupiter, I nearly bawled watching Caesar's last breath. The breathtaking, Arachne-level perfection of the weaving between fiction and history, the characters and their politics consisting of advanced game theory level complexity, and acting crisp as a polished jewel.

Deadwood's good, too.

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