POSTS TAGGED: Michael Emerson

Not as bad as the last episode!

It’s the Etch-a-Sketch episode.

A thousand monkeys with laptops finally wrote something.

Equal parts Batman, booze and Looney Tunes.

The password is…over-identification.

Doesn’t anyone plot straightforward murders in New York?

The only thing better than a baby is a kitten.

Baby in peril…OH NOES!

Some stuff happens then…hello, stranger!

More irrefutable proof that Jonathan Nolan reads my recaps.

Sniff…

You’re a good man, Lionel Fusco.

Never work with kids.

Is it stunt casting if no one knows who the kid is?

Finch has met his match.

Reese wants a normal life.

Reese does a very bad thing.

Carter doesn’t totally suck this episode.

This is how they do it, Carter!

Use the cushion!

Reese rethinks saving Carter’s life last week.

Tonight we bitterly learn what the expression “No good deed goes unpunished,” really means. We also learn once and for all that Carter is more of a menace than Elias, patchouli-wearing hippies on a bus and crabs combined. Before that, Reese stops by the library and after snooping around and finding an embarrassing photo of [...]

Carter’s like “fetch.” She’s just not going to happen.

They really want us to love Carter.

Reese meets his future.

Spy v. Spy

Sinnerman

An unusual suspect

Reeses meets a girl.

So that happened.

This one was intricately, if implausibly, plotted so strap on your industrial-grade suspension of disbelief because it’s time for Person of Interest. Cold open surveillance footage takes us to a parking garage at 23:41:10. Some random man is walking away from his car. Nothing to see until the white SUV plows into him. Then stops [...]

Reese over-identifies again.

Everybody needs someone to talk to.

Reese gets darker.

Oscar Nominated Taraji P. Henson should stick to her day job.

Finch gets to be the hero.

Reese scares me.

JJ Abrams just can’t let go of Lost.

Ben Linus has your number.

Jesus and that guy from Lost save Manhattan.