How was your weekend? This past week was a busy one for social activism.
This is the last episode before the winter hiatus, and good grief is it a doozy. I feel light headed. Someone bring me a cup of tea and some fuzzy slippers.
The campaign trail is heating up, and so are Peter’s pants, because they are on fire. Liar, liar.
To take a plea bargain, or not to plea bargain? That is Cary’s question this week.
All of Cary’s old demons are coming back from the grave, and most of them are named “Lemond Bishop.”
Look down at your desk — now back to me: I’m on a horse. This is the blog your blog could smell like if it used Old Spice.
I’ve got some news for you, friends: there was a huge error in last night’s episode!
This season is heating up, and everyone wants to know what’s going to happen next.
Let’s get right to business in this week’s The Good Wife!
After last week’s stunning premiere, we’re back this week for another dose of heartache.
It’s been a long Summer, my friends, but The Good Wife is back and ready for action.
I apologize for missing last week’s recap, which was of course the week the entire rest of the Internet was talking about The Good Wife. Since we’re catching up, and dealing with such a talked-about plot twist, let’s look at this post less as a recap, and more as an opportunity for a good discussion. […]
For as long as I’ve watched The Good Wife (since the pilot, FWIW), I’ve looked at Alicia Florrick as a woman I am nothing like, but would aspire to be. It wasn’t until last night’s “A Few Words” that I realized we weren’t as different as I thought.
Sometimes I think The Good Wife writers room reads our little ladyblog. You know, in those moments when reality isn’t as much of a factor.
Six lawyers, two alleged drug dealers, two juries and Victor Garber walk into a courtroom. Cary is even more attractive when he’s devious, Kalinda is more than a magical vagina, and Marilyn has had enough of this bullshit already. All this and Bruce Springsteen, on this week’s episode of The Good Wife.