There’s an amusing article up at the Washington Post, wherein the author points out all the hilariously inaccurate and wholly fabricated locations that 24 has used during its first season set in my ridiculous hometown of Washington D.C. The traditional, “In what universe can you get from the White House to Foxhall Road in five ...
Mark and I are both obsessed with 24. Mark lives in Chicago. I live in Los Angeles, and despite actually working on the Fox Lot, do not have access to the east coast feed of 24. This results in text message exchanges like the following text messages, which were exchanged between 6:34pm and 7:04pm yesterday: ...
I will not say anything specific so as not to spoil it for those who are time-shifting it but…Sweet Holy Crap On A Stick, the last 10 minutes? The one thing I thought was the big end-of-episode turning point and then they turn around and pull THAT shit?! God DAMN, I love this show.