In which I DESTROY Pluto with FACTS and LOGIC.
In which I reflect upon my inertia.
The most polarizing show this era of television that no one's actually seen. A love letter to Rachel Bloom and Aline Brosh McKenna's "dark, feminist comedy about mental illness."
It is a truth universally acknowledged that an Elizabethan comedy must be in want of a happy ending. But is the ending of Shakespeare's Twelfth Night so happy?