So Fringe was thoroughly bonkers last week, what with all the singing and the jazz hands and the fedoras, to say nothing of Olivia's Damon Runyonesque accent. My belated recap is up at the new, improved TVgasm site. Fair warning for formatting errors beyond my control; the new site is, shall we say, not entirely bug-free.
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I believe NYC has finally managed to stock Red Vines somewhere other than movie theaters, but it took *years* and they're still hard to find.
Excellent recap, as always!