I’ve watched Catherine Tate and Emma Thompson cry and wail through it and I’ve watched Sarah Parish rage through a modern version, but then Amy Acker pounds her fists against Denisof’s chest and unearths the fury of an entire sex.

According to ancient Whedonite knowledge dating back to the time before Joyce’s passing I know that Joss Whedon likes to invite attractive actors and friends over to his house for drinks and readings of plays. But last year he got bored just getting wasted in his house with Alyson Hannigan and Nathan Fillion and the [...]