Is it weird that Tony Scott’s death is still making me sad? I’ve found that very few shows or movies can make me happy since almost everything makes me think of him and how there’ll be no more movies from him, ever.
Thankfully, ITV’s Downton Abbey is back and there almost couldn’t be a less Tony Scott premise or execution. And so I’m finally on the road to acceptance.
I won’t spoil anything, but my favorite thing about the third season premiere was seeing Matthew and Branson, excuse me, Tom, together. I wish they did a spin-off of the Crawley brothers-in-law. It would be my version of cat pictures on the Internet.
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