Mad Men: Sixth Season
In advance of its sixth season, beginning Sunday, I’ve recently gorged myself on the fifth season of Mad Men.
At times I was enchanted. There were episodes that seemed dreamlike and subtly, quietly nightmarish, like David Lynch, but more subdued, or as remarked of Obama in his first debate with Romney, Ambienesque. Only invoking dream work could explain the subtle weirdness, the peculiar, off kilter interactions.