The Americans: Season Two
If anything, last night's Season Two opener was even more white-knuckle-nail-biting suspenseful than Season One. And that's saying a lot.
If you're not familiar with The Americans, it's an FX series about two KGB agents (Keri Russell and Matthew Rhys) in Washington, D.C. posing as an American couple, circa 1982. Even their two children — a 14-year-old daughter and a son who's somewhat younger — don't know their parents' real identity. Same with the FBI agent who lives next door and whose main mission is tracking down KGB infiltrators.
The intensity is excruciating.
The program prides itself on capturing hundreds of minute details of the early '80s, the way American Dreams and Mad Men did with the early '60s.
In last night's episode, I thought I'd caught them in an error. A couple was watching a movie on a VCR and using the remote to pause, etc. I was sure they didn't have VCRs in1982, so I Googled it. They did. When we got our first VCR in late 1985, it seemed like everybody else in the Free World already had one. But I hadn't heard of them three years before that.
Anyway — excellent TV show. Check it out.
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