Okay, I’ll admit it right here, right now. I didn’t initially get hooked on Mad Men because it’s good (which it is). Or because it’s a pitch-perfect evocation of bygone, smoke-filled era in which men were men and top shelf was the elixir of life (again, which it is). No, I first tuned in because I heard that Christina Hendricks was on it. Whom I’ve been slightly smitten with (actually, slightly is a slight understatement) since I first spied her as Saffron on, yes, Firefly.
If I’ve gotta be thrown into certain danger and almost killed by a deviously delicious fictional ex-wife, she’s at the top of my list.