Ever since ex-President Trump was muzzled by social-media, our world seems noticeably calmer.
Our Netflix choices last weekend ranged from the comedic musings of Fran Lebowitz to a tragic tale about the class struggle in modern India.
A three-part miniseries about slavery in 19th-century Jamaica breathes fresh air into the stale drawing rooms of PBS' "Masterpiece."
CNN's own celebration of King served as a reminder that the network would never air a show today such as the one he hosted for 25 years.
"Resident Alien" is another in a growing number of TV series adapted from comic books. This one is a worthy addition to the canon.
Forget about baseball or football -- America's national pastime is talking, either doing it or listening to it.
The introduction of a new reality series begs the age-old question: Why do some of these kinds of TV shows work and others do not?
It is hard to consider this year's transition of power as "peaceful" when it will be seen originating from an armed encampment.
"Bob Ross was wrong," asserts watercolorist John Lurie at the outset of his new show. "Everybody can't paint. It's not true."
Instead of generating excitement in the manner of the old series, the new "Walker" induces drowsiness.