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Almost 30 years after it began airing, this iconic 80s sitcom still holds up. The barbs still sting, the friendship still warms, and only the costumes (and, OK, the pop culture references) seem dated. Brava, girls!

It's like My Name is Earl but with chlamydia.

Far inferior to Broadchurch. I wish American networks weren't so afraid of broadcasting foreign originals instead of doing adaptations.

This show makes me want to be a worse person. Kevin Spacey is fantastic (not that that's a shock) as Frank Underwood, and Robin Wright is practically a revelation as his wife Claire. Sure, the plot's juicy, but it's the character studies that really make the series shine.

Let's get real: the rest of the world's football is way more thrilling than America's.

The best workplace series ever... and weirdly, far more relatable than The Office. Eminently quotable (Dave: "Have you ever heard the expression that you can catch more flies with honey than you can with vinegar?" Bill: "Have you ever heard the expression, 'Only a hillbilly sits around figuring out the best way to catch flies?'"), it also featured the final, brilliant performance of Phil Hartman.

Karl Pilkington is often unintentionally zen in his pronouncements. There's no TV character I'd rather travel with.

Between the lady Druid dance in the credits and the voiceover, it's kind of hilariously terrible--but I don't have anything better to watch on Saturday nights and at least it has nice cinematography.

Trying to be too many things (a medical-procedural-period-political-drama with the occasional "Hey, we're on pay cable!" boob-sighting), but it has room for improvement.

Oh, how I love this show. Just superb all around (except for that Tyra/Landry plot from season 2). I'll always be a Dillon Panther AND an East Dillon Lion.