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Well, we were all extremely confident that July would be the month that the Agony Booth would triumphantly return to bringing you box office predictions as Tenet and Mulan packed newly reopened theaters and subsequently saved the entire movie industry.…
Apparently, it’s June. I’m as shocked as you are; thanks to viruses, shutdowns, and widespread looting, I haven’t dared to go outside since Easter. While I’m sure someday movie theaters will reopen and once again the Agony Booth will be…
It’s another month and movie theaters around the country are still closed due to the global pandemic, so the people who once brought you monthly box office predictions here at the Agony Booth are back for another installment of What …
Regular visitors to the Agony Booth know that our monthly Hit or Bomb? box office prediction articles have been a popular fixture here for years now, but with movie theaters closed around the world due to the COVID-19 pandemic, there…
So… how about that Game of Thrones finale? Okay, let me cut through the icy, awkward silence, and start over. We live in the Age of Peak TV, or that’s what all the smart websites tell me: Peak TV this,…
It is most definitely “No more Ms. Nice Mother of Dragons” this week, as Dany pours a heaping helping of hellfire mixed with Sweet Revenge on an unsuspecting Lannister army. (Meanwhile, somewhere in Heaven, Lady Olenna is performing the Best…
(Warning: This post contains some spoilers from the HBO summer series The Night Of, lots of cat pictures, and one or two very gross pictures of John Turturro’s feet.)
Should Apple jump into the crowded pool of original TV show outlets? Here's why Apple should ignore the haters and take the plunge.
Will Flight of the Conchords soar once again... right into a theater near you? Here's why you should hope the answer is yes!
It's the season finale of True Detective! No one with a "Y" chromosome gets out alive! Because something about masculinity or something. It's very deep, really. Just trust us.
True Detective stumbles along with dense dialogue, dense characters, and dense plot. (See, we can use words with two meanings, too. Aren't we smart.) It's recap time for Episode 7, in which one of our main characters doesn't make it out alive.
Stop worrying about how HBO will change "Sesame Street," and start worrying about how "Sesame Street" will change HBO. Only HNTP has the answers.
Party time! Why yes, it is a dark and gritty and morose party filled with existentially tortured individuals delving into sex and violence while twisting in the wind of despair. How did you know?
Our True Detective recap marathon continues with sexual harassment, shocking twists, and a whole lot of bickering over personal finances.
Carnage. Lots and lots of carnage. So much carnage. And some other stuff, but all you'll really remember is the carnage. Our True Detective recap marathon reaches Day/Episode 4!
It's day three of our True Detective marathon! We last left Colin Ferrell in a bloody heap with shotgun wounds all over his body, but don't worry nothing comes of that. Also, there's lots of police investigation stuff, but nothing comes of that either. Not coming is also a major theme.
Our True Detective Season 2 marathon continues with a recap a day until we catch up. This week, proof that guns don't kill people. Or at least not people whose names appear in the opening credits. Better luck next time, bird-face!
HNTP is taking on True Detective! One recap a day until we catch up! Please welcome our new recapper Joannes Truyens to the fold as we kick off Season 2 of TV's most existentially depressing cop show since The Misadventures of Sheriff Lobo.
Neil Gaiman's award-winning fantasy novel American Gods is finally being adapted for television, and the news is good, bad, and ugly. HBO is out of the mix, but the show has a definite god-like ability to keep rising from the dead.
The Wire creator David Simon is teaming up with HBO to bring his trademarked brand of gritty realism to the sex-on-film industry of the 1970s.