“Driftmark” begins with a funeral and ends on a rebirth, a rare inverse of the usual cycle that defines lives and stories in Westeros.
On the latest episode of The Terror, there’s a skeleton crew aboard ship, skeletal seamen sledging for rescue, and skeletons in Mr. Hickey’s closet.
In the third volume of our R.I.P. compilation episodes, Gabby speaks with Play Dead’s season 2 guests about their most memorable video game deaths.
When you’re from a small town and you don’t fit in, nothing can be more liberating than a trip to the big city.
Butterscotch Shenanigans' Sam Coster talks about developing Crashlands after being diagnosed with cancer.
Bajie and MK face off over what should be done about Sunny as his condition worsens in this exclusive clip from the next episode of Into the Badlands.
If there is such a thing as a good lie, is there such a thing as a good murder?
We've got an exclusive clip from next week's episode of Halt and Catch Fire!
It’s time to team up with parents and estranged siblings, it’s time to rob an evidence room, destroy an evil utility van, and make a sense-dep tank out of a kiddie pool. “The Bathtub” pulls together all the show’s plot threads into one propulsive rope of suspense.
“It Sounded Better In My Head” shows us how many of the inmates are confronted by the mistakes of their past, the consequences in their present, and their options for the future.
Elena and Peter weigh in on Game of Thrones episode 5.7 "The Gift," what they call one of the weakest episodes of the show ever!
This week on Orphan Black, countless secrets were revealed to each of the characters, with some hilarious and devastating consequences.
“Mockingbird” is all about unfunny jokes: lies that are told to make sense of chaos and control the actions of others. Game of Thrones is not a funny show, but this episode illustrates that it still has a use for humour.
The middle hour Hannibal's thirteen episode season, “Yakimono” is tasked with wiping the slate clean for a strong second half story arc. Hannibal Lecter is in complete control and no one, not even characters from the books, are safe from his voracious appetite.
Disguised as a lit trail of gunpowder leading to a jam-packed keg, True Detective is a thread of black yarn that continues to burn throughout the crowded firework factory that Nic Pizzolatto has made for us, expertly missing all the fuses and gas cans that lesser shows would ignite.