Brotherhood is fucking great.
I fell in love with Providence a couple years ago, but frankly the series makes me scared to go back. And I do have to cover my eyes at least twice an episode — with the hammer and the teeth and the chipping? And the neverending ear thing?!? — which I think might be a higher average than The X-Files.
We’ve already had drinks together, at the Lobero Theatre in Santa Barbara — not that we spoke or anything, but my friend and I did admire your fabulous blue pants from across the room — so if you’ve got a night off in town, drop me a line and we’ll do it again, in honour of HBO and the Hill.
This article appears in Aug 3-9, 2006.