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Television. Such a fickle companion. One week you're awash in clips filled with wonder and LuLz, and the next, everyone's gone off air until next season and post-Memorial Day hiatuses ruin what remains. But the drought didn't quite reach California status. Like the American hero he is, Neil Armstrong stepped up—or rather stepped down—to save the day, and Julie Andrews, a treasure to all of humanity, brought out the most darling version of Jonah Hill we've seen yet. So consider this your slimmed down version of the weekly TV recap—just in time for beach body season.
Mad Men has redefined the term "slow burn." It’s been seven years and 85 episodes, and we still have to wait for 2015 to find out what will become of our most enigmatic anti-hero, his grasshopper-turned-master, Peggy, and the rest of Sterling Cooper & Partner's weathered clan. We want to cry out "No more waiting!," but then we think about how much we treasure Matthew Wiener's use of silence and negative space to twist the emotional knife. Much could be said during this scene in which Neil Armstrong plants his foot on the moon in the name of all mankind, but that wouldn't be very Mad now would it? Bert Cooper's impressed acknowledgment of Armstrong and Harry Crane's breathless tears will do just fine for us.
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Anyone else confident that Jonah Hill and Julie Andrews made a date for high tea after this interview? Because this looks like the start of a beautiful friendship.
It may be a slow week, but at least John Oliver senses our pain. Last Week didn't air on Sunday, so to keep us tied over, they recorded a segment prior to this week recapping what the news would probably be. Mexican drug cartels, the Pope on Tinder, LeBron dunks, and rich old racist men, for starters. Yep—sounds like just another day in the life!
