It's official. Madmen is doing all it can to restore the good name of scripted television. Like some delicious indulgence in an age of PC-ism, AMC's new breakout show harkens back to an era when advertising was more an art form to be savored and appreciated than a momentary interruption during another mind-numbing episode of "The Biggest Loser" or "Jerry Springer." In this pressure-packed, late night, scotch and cigarettes, cad and cad-ette world, some of the greatest advertising brilliance was, ahem, conceived.
Think about all the pop culture references and indelibly etched jingles that emerged from the 60's ad scene. Do we not almost innately know that Hamm's beer is from the land of sky blue waters? Can we not, when asked, identify what can walk down stairs, alone or in pairs, and makes a slinkety sound? (Everyone knows it's slinky.) I know that a little dab will do me and that Mikey will eat it... he'll eat anything.
Skinny ties. Polyester. Chain smoking as a sport. Ah, you can practically smell the Hai Karate in the air. Regardless of your years, the golden age of advertising left its mark on all of us. Check out the show. You will love it. Thank you, scripted television. Thank you, Madmen.

