Put on your eatin’ dresses, stop all the music, and be sure to save room for ice cream! “Fat Betty” is the only song we’ll need from here on out. EVER.
Much love to Vulture for this one.
While not as enchanting as Lane “Belt Buckle o’ Beef” Pryce’s erotically charged Dance of No Veils (sit down, Salome!), Peggy Olson’s variation on the Twist (let’s call it the Hot ‘n Awkard) with her pinko-rag-writing boyfriend Abe Drexler is certainly the most hypnotic Mad Men GIF since Peggy rode that motorcycle. Really, those moves: so socially anxious, and so hot right now! (“Now” being 1966, of course, though I hear vintage is in this season.) Besides, if nothing else, it’s nice to see I’m not the only one who dances like they’re in desperate need of a neck brace. Dance, Peggy, dance! Shake, Abe, shake! And for the love of those fabulous window treatments, DON’T SPILL THAT MARTINI!
There are many a marvelous Mad Men GIF, for sure. Pete Campbell dancing and Peggy on a motorcycle come to mind, as well as homemade favorites like Sally’s sweet potato tantrum from the fourth season premiere and Peggy’s infinite faceplant. Still, Lane Pryce dancing GIF trumps all because it’s Lane Pryce’s reenacting Megan Draper’s “Zou Bisou Bisou” birthday burlesque. You simply can’t top Lane “Steaks ‘r Accessories” Pryce attempting a sensual French Canadian dance of seduction, y’all. PUT A WIG ON IT AND GIVE IT A DRAG ACT!
Much love to Gifulmination for this one.
Obviously this is you right now in light of such news, but calm it down, Sally Draper. Simply put, the decision to bring back Irresponsible Mad Men Recaps has come on the heels of a few pressing issues I’ve been meaning to address:
Well, well, well. The Emmy nominations are out today, and Todd Haynes’s adaptation of Mildred Pierce is the leading contender with a whopping 21 nominations. Given the pedigree and the attention to period detail, this doesn’t strike me as a big surprise, but meh? I admit that I never got past the second episode, and a dear friend whose taste I can reliably trust insists that the final episode’s a doozy, but I honestly found myself bored. The pace felt plodding instead of deliberate, everything looked like a museum exhibition instead of a part of the contemporary times, and I ultimately decided a better use of five hours would be rereading James M. Cain’s novel while imagining Joan Crawford as Mildred. Sorry, Mildred Pierce (2011), but congratulations all the same!
That said, there is a single nomination that may actually get me to give a flip for once and tune in to the Emmy’s this year:
Sure, it’s neither an irresponsible recap nor even a particularly timely GIF, but we’ve gotta break up the blog doldrums somehow, right? Right. Besides, this might not be Peggy riding on a motorcycle (and really, what is?), but at least it’s a step in the right catching-up direction, right? Also right.