July 17th, 2006 | brainjuice
I’ll be obtaining my copy of the new episode of DEADWOOD in the morning, but you Americans with HBO should feel free to warm up for tonight’s episode of possibly the best TV show to have come out of your benighted colony.
(Oh, shut up. Let me have my fun.)
Milch has to start bringing the show in line with history again soon. Lucretia Marchbanks was probably the last of the real untruths he could pull off (she wasn’t, to say the least, Hearst’s cook, although I love the character we have). Very soon now, Wyatt Earp has to turn up — I suspect they’re going to spin it as Hearst bringing him in — to fulfil his historical attempt to supplant Bullock as sheriff. History tells us, in fact, that the two meet while Earp is apprehending a horse thief called Crazy Steve…
You know something sad? Sol Star never married.
Also, Mark Twain should come through either at the end of this season or in the first of the two-hour telefilms. I can’t believe Milch would pass that opportunity up. I mean, Jesus, if he can dig John Langrishe up…
Anyway. Anyone here watching DEADWOOD?
(No “cocksucker” lines to prove your love, please.)