Tomorrow Never Knows

Last night’s episode of Mad Men was one of my favorites. I’m still getting accustomed to the new, gentler Don Draper. That Megan isn’t a pushover makes their relationship less predictable and more interesting.

TV shows such as Breaking Bad, Game of Thrones, and Mad Men are so good that I’ve lost interest in firing up Netflix to catch up on the latest blockbuster I missed in the theater.

I recently made my way through all five seasons of the Wire, and will write about that another time. But, in short, I can’t imagine watching a better TV drama. It’s so good that it’s in a category all its own.

It would be a shame if Mad Men were to flame out over another four seasons. If they only have a season or two in them, that’s fine. Go out on top.

When the BBC version of the Office went off the air it left me wanting more. I couldn’t understand why Gervais only gave us two seasons of his extraordinary work.

Too many shows wear out their welcome. That’s how I feel about the NBC version of the Office. It’s living off fumes from the first few years of decent comedy.  I don’t want to see the same thing happen to Don, Peggy, Pete and Roger.

The ending of last night’s episode would be a fitting finale with Don sitting in his chair listening to the Beatles, thinking who knows what.

“Turn off the old mind, relax, and float down stream…”