The Newsroom: Second season, second thoughts

September 4, 2013

The Newsroom is back again for the first time!

I was hesitant to hop in the saddle for a second go at Newsroom, especially with an already packed schedule of Breaking Bad, Top of the Lake, re-re-watching ” target=”_blank”>Twitter famous. But with only one episode left before the finale and my grievances having gone unrealized so far, it’s safe to assume the time catching up was well spent. These characters are finally growing into their third dimension, and their dialogue is a vehicle for communication instead of that formidable ” target=”_blank”>go ahead for Season 3.

I’ll start with the newcomer, my favorite cowboy from Capitol Hill Jerry Dantana (” target=”_blank”>New Year's huss almost believable. Maybe his Jerry curls masked my judgment, but this interviewee had taken special care to distinctly say, “If, if we used Sarin, this is how.” It was the only aspect of the interview as carefully thought out as his viewing access to March Madness before and during.  How could he think a frantic boy-who-called-libel wouldn’t be waiting in the very near future? Maybe we’ll find some insights in the depositions to come, but we do know the Genoa saga doesn’t end well. Not that we care much about the lawsuit’s outcome, though, since it’s the journey we’re finally invested in. A journey that will now span a third season.

This has been really, really fun to watch.

It’s been nice to see a resemblance of maturation in Mack this season, too. Watching her trip over fewer wires and pop culture references is a welcome change as the Mackenzie McHale, Executive Producer Extraordinaire, promised in The Newsroom’s pilot episode starts to shine through. She busies herself with heart-to-hearts over drinks with Don (

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