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Watching “Squid Game,” and wondering about the contractors who built this place. Gun ports, elevators to subterranean crematoriums - you’d think a few eyebrows would go up

There’s no bravado more false than four-and-a-half-hours-sleep bravado

Happy to be in aboard the one plane apparently that landed I took off in America today

I was the lone fan of season 3’s decision to posit “What if ‘Twin Peaks’ was grafted on to the bones of ‘Chinatown’ with ‘Dallas’ forming the musculature?” It’s an odd show, but oddly beguiling.

Watching season 4 of “Goliath,” which has become the answer to the question “What would a legal drama look like if it ate six time-release edibles"

Nothing makes me lose faith in a movie faster than its inability to get the look of period newspapers correct

Anyway, Tony Soprano isn’t interesting. Our reaction to him is what’s interesting.

Maybe a Twin Peaks crossover where Tony is in the Black Lodge and unloads his troubles to the Giant for nine hours, who listens impassively then says “The ducks are not what they seem,” and Tony’s head turns into a small grey orb

“Hey Hey, It’s A.J.” - the comic misadventures of a guy who has a different job every week. Every episode ends with someone ordering onion rings, and he screams over the closing credits

At least I suspect we are not going to get the Expanded Sopranos Universe with a spinoff series about Dr. Malfi’s shrink, and his whimsical attempts to bring up Orson Welles in every therapy session

I’d watch a whole movie or six about Tony’s father’s era, where Tony’s appearance consists of a sullen kid who is briefly seen eating a bowl of Sugar Pops

Now watching the Sopranos prequel out of grim duty. I am no more interested in Tony’s youth than Darth Vader’s. “I f**kin’ hate sand. Who told you to put down sand?” *shoots landscaper*

Downtown smells like the grill of a 5-and-dime lunch counter, and it’s wonderful

“Foundation” really needed the rebooted “Battlestar Galactica”-style approach. But no: mannered and ponderous. Bales of gilded spinach.

Kidding. But 20 minutes in it’s like someone said “how about Star Wars meets Star Trek meets Dune, whatever Dune is, I think it’s overcostumed people being arch and knowing about politics."

Watching “Foundation.” I knew it would be “reimagined,” and would not have any trace of its 50s sci-fi vibe, but did not expect Whoopi Goldberg as Hari Seldon

New glasses; I can see the capillaries in the leaves across the street

Finishing up the show I’m hate-watching so I can get to the show I will duty-watch, and then watch the show I habit-watch, before the show I really want to see, which I just learned was not renewed