It's been a long time since I've been engaged by an episode of television the way I was for tonight's season finale of Mad Men. Edge of the couch, goosebumps prickling my arms, hand over my mouth. AHH!
I think the show gets to me so much because it is so gradual and complex, layered with thematically linked plots and flawed, interesting characters. But what really makes it powerful and unique is its RESTRAINT. Less is always more on that show. There are moments you yearn for over the course of a whole season, conversations you wish people would have, confrontations that build and build and build. Tonight we finally got a couple - but instead of the knee-jerk dramatic reactions you might expect, the breakdowns, the slamming of doors, the exposing of feelings, the plans of what to do or predictions of what's to come, you get one line. Or one look. I'm always in awe of the subtlety and intensity of that show.
I had coffee with a Legitimate TV Writer on Saturday and she thought it would be a good show to spec. Perhaps I will.