Hearing Carry Over

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If you Google “recap” and “Mad Men” you’ll get as many hits as “bridge collapse”. It’s like the app boom, only you won’t get rich off it. A medium percentage of them are necessary; there are those that get off on infusing every detail with irony and significance that aren’t there (comparing Megan’s twice-worn ensemble to Jackie Kennedy’s pink suit is 2 rich for my blood), and others that enlighten with a single fuse, like the rando who spotted Pete Campbell’s physical and emotional resemblance to Stewie Griffin. (Pete will always be Chris Darden to me, but that’s merely a fielder’s choice.) All of them are too long. I prefer to watch the episode while highly buzzed, write an extended riff, and catch the first shuttle out, as opposed to all these boiling-point fanatics who are clearly DVRing everything so as to study every frame with all the alacrity of microbiologists. 
I hope this works for you. 
This week Don Draper caught some shade from the recappers for kicking in his own door. He was called a monster and a caveman, and both of those are at least Don Draper b-sides. But what’s the big deal with this? I think the eroticized bossy-bottom fissure between Don and Megan is getting way overlooked here. Any physical violence he asserts is purely cosmetic; in any case I’m pretty sure the two of them have a Franco-American safe word. 
In Carlito’s Way, Brian DePalma’s Casablanca-sized tour de force, there’s a scene where Penelope Ann Miller chain-locks her door and basically tells Al Pacino to come and get it. Like Borat’s brother, he get this. Symbolically a chain-lock is a fantastically erotic reverse-neg, one about which I don’t think Megan was totally clueless. There are all these majorly-dropped hints that she gets off on pretend brute force, and Don obviously gets off on pretend anything. 
If you’ve ever been in a good lovers’ brawl, you know kicking in a door is not much the next day. And I’m not even Andy Bernard. Inevitably you end up with expressions like the ones in the images above, always a little scared that, mutually, you went too far. If Don & Megan’s marriage were on Intrade right now it’d be in free fall. But don’t buy the judgment-rush and sell that shit short. 

If you Google “recap” and “Mad Men” you’ll get as many hits as “bridge collapse”. It’s like the app boom, only you won’t get rich off it. A medium percentage of them are necessary; there are those that get off on infusing every detail with irony and significance that aren’t there (comparing Megan’s twice-worn ensemble to Jackie Kennedy’s pink suit is 2 rich for my blood), and others that enlighten with a single fuse, like the rando who spotted Pete Campbell’s physical and emotional resemblance to Stewie Griffin. (Pete will always be Chris Darden to me, but that’s merely a fielder’s choice.) All of them are too long. I prefer to watch the episode while highly buzzed, write an extended riff, and catch the first shuttle out, as opposed to all these boiling-point fanatics who are clearly DVRing everything so as to study every frame with all the alacrity of microbiologists. 

I hope this works for you. 

This week Don Draper caught some shade from the recappers for kicking in his own door. He was called a monster and a caveman, and both of those are at least Don Draper b-sides. But what’s the big deal with this? I think the eroticized bossy-bottom fissure between Don and Megan is getting way overlooked here. Any physical violence he asserts is purely cosmetic; in any case I’m pretty sure the two of them have a Franco-American safe word. 

In Carlito’s Way, Brian DePalma’s Casablanca-sized tour de force, there’s a scene where Penelope Ann Miller chain-locks her door and basically tells Al Pacino to come and get it. Like Borat’s brother, he get this. Symbolically a chain-lock is a fantastically erotic reverse-neg, one about which I don’t think Megan was totally clueless. There are all these majorly-dropped hints that she gets off on pretend brute force, and Don obviously gets off on pretend anything. 

If you’ve ever been in a good lovers’ brawl, you know kicking in a door is not much the next day. And I’m not even Andy Bernard. Inevitably you end up with expressions like the ones in the images above, always a little scared that, mutually, you went too far. If Don & Megan’s marriage were on Intrade right now it’d be in free fall. But don’t buy the judgment-rush and sell that shit short.