Danny Castellano

Hulu: Please Resurrect The Mindy Project

Dear Hulu,

I was just about to go to bed, dreaming of things like Danny Castellano doing his Diamond Dan dance, as one does, when a tweet caught my eye. This tweet, this dreadful tweet, told me some devastating, completely unexpected news: FOX has cancelled The Mindy Project.

Please give me a moment.


Thank you. After a quick bout of “WTF” and “I think I’m going to be sick,” I immediately saw a second tweet. An angel of redemption that went like this: Variety

Hulu, my new best friend, is this true? Or is this a cruel rumor of the interwebs? Hulu, I must advise you to not take this decision lightly. The Mindy Project is not a show with which to be trifled. Too much has been invested in it. Danny and Mindy are expecting a baby. Danny has flown all the way to India to meet Mindy’s parents. ARE WE SUPPOSED TO MOVE ON WITH OUR LIVES WITHOUT KNOWING HOW THE STORY ENDS?!

No, Hulu, no we are not. You have the chance here to mend broken hearts and restore ruined dreams across the globe. Do not hesitate to do what is right during this pivotal time in television history. Do not hesitate to take on The Mindy Project. We will reward you for it. I do not have a Hulu account, but I will buy one just for this. If you won’t do it for the tenderhearted of the world, at least do it for the money.

I leave you to make you decision. One that I hope will be the right decision.

All the best,



The Mindy Project: Shine Bright Like a Diamond

It’s been four months since season two of The Mindy Project ended, and the wait for season three has been long and arduous for all of us Mindy devotees.

But if last night’s premiere is any indication, the wait for season three has been well worth it.

The episode brought us many things: Mindy’s ever-impressive printed dress collection, more details than we’d care to know about Morgan’s criminal history, a love triangle, and last, but certainly not least, an unexpected strip tease.

I could go into detail about all of the above, but really, I think we all just care about the strip tease.

Upon discovering a pink thong with the name “Diamond” studded across the, er, private area hidden in Danny’s drawer, Mindy wonders what her conservative, typically unadventurous boyfriend has been keeping from her. With the help of apparent thong-gurus Peter and Morgan, Mindy learns the item is a stripper thong (due to its easily detachable straps), but more specifically, a male stripper thong (because as Morgan so keenly observes, it has a pouch for the, um, main attraction). After a quick Google search, Mindy finds the website for “Exquisite Butts Guys2K Party.” None other than Danny aka “Diamond Dan,” bare chested and hunkified, covers the homepage.

When confronted about his secret past, Danny tells Mindy he never divulged his secret because Mindy can’t keep anything to herself. After all, just that morning Mindy was explaining to the entire office how proficient Danny was in certain bedroom maneuvers. I can’t repeat any of what was actually said because this blog must remain PG.

Mindy informs Danny that the only reason she lets tells the office everything about their relationship is because it seems too good to be true, and she’s trying to convince herself it’s real. And in what is one of the best sentimental Danny moments (because his best moment of the episode has yet to come, I assure you), he tells her, “It’s real,” with a grin and an adoring gaze. Oh, be still my heart.

But this is The Mindy Project, and we cannot simply leave it at that sappy wonderful end. No, we must go further into the night with gumption and gusto before the credits roll. Did Mindy think she could tell us about Diamond Dan and then not give us more?! No, no she did not. Enter: The Diamond Dan Strip Tease. That’s right, Tuesday’s episode ended with Danny Castellano emerging from the bathroom, Lenny Kravitz’s “American Woman” blaring in the background, stripping, gyrating, and shocking us all with his best Magic Mike moves. If you didn’t cry from laughing so hard/have a hot flash, please see someone as you might have an incurable disease.

What ran through my mind as I watched Chris Messina tear open his shirt and shake his derriere is that this is the same man who played Vicky’s clueless husband in Vicky Cristina Barcelona and Amy Adam’s sweet, supportive husband in Julie and Julia. And all I could think was, “Thank you, Mindy, for discovering this man’s true talent. And forcing him to display it on national television.” Get this man an Emmy nod and a role in Magic Mike 2. His skills have been kept hidden from us all for far too long.

So for The Mindy Project, and for Chris Messina, I thank Mindy Kaling for giving us the best in comedy currently on television. If you don’t watch this show, please start. Or at least Google “Chris Messina Diamond Dan scene.” Your life will be better for it.

Posting this at the end. Because if you’re being honest with yourself, you know this is all you wanted to see.

The Mindy Project is Back! So is New Girl…


All right, folks, grab a bottle of Pinot, your finest pint of Ben & Jerry’s, and your cheetah print PJs. Tonight The Mindy Project is back on Fox and we’ve got to celebrate properly.

Last Mindy left us, she’d just been rescued on the roof of the Empire State Building by Danny Castellano while Dancing in the Dark played in the background. It was the cheesiest, most hilarious, and most romantic romcom sitcom moment since Ross and Rachael kissed outside Central Perk. Mindy must be so proud.

This season I hope they don’t just let the relationship fizzle out, a la Nick and Jess on New Girl. SPEAKING OF WHICH, that little number premieres tonight also. Last season bummed me out a little. The return of Coach to the show just didn’t feel natural, and it seemed like the show’s only punchline was making Nick sound dumber than usual and making us all feel dumb for playing along. Maybe this season they’ll return to their season two glory, generating genuine belly laughs and making us ask, “Did Schmidt really just say that?”

But I’m most excited to see the Danny-Mindy love play out in the work place. Now that the whole office knows Danny is madly in love with the girl, I’m assuming there will be some good ribbing from Drs. Reed and Prentice, and let’s all hope Morgan offers up his best dating advice, because something tells me it’s worth hearing.

I’ll be live tweeting the show, so be sure to stay connected at @PopCultured_!

Guardians, Knicks, and Fall TV

Well hello there.

It’s been almost exactly two months since I wrote my last post.

Hence, why I should probably not be running a blog.

But, hey, that’s what happens when summer comes along and makes you believe you wrote a piece just two weeks ago when really 8 weeks have passed.

Me, judging my coworker for recommending this movie.

I suppose you could blame this memory lapse on my recent binge into the world of Once Upon a Time, but more on that later.

So what have I been up to this summer? Well, in terms of movies, I’ve seen a few. Note: Do not see Begin Again unless you enjoy taking naps in movie theaters. Bring a pillow and your favorite blanket, just in case.

And like everyone else not living under a rock, I couldn’t ignore the roar being created by Guardians of the Galaxy. And like everyone else, I, too, found it to be out of this world.

The main reason I decided to see Guardians.

From Chris Pratt’s goofish charm to the biting wit of a Bradley Cooper-voiced raccoon, the entire film was an adventure in humor, action, and heart, just as a spectacular summer blockbuster should be. It’s also proof that a film should never be judged by its poster.

But still, I’m glad summer is coming to an end. I’m a TV kind of a girl, and summer TV is a tepid affair. Sure, a few episodes of the Real Housewives of New Jersey help hold me over, but I need some fictional plotlines with “ohs” and “ahs” to make me feel whole again. Sleepy Hollow, The Mindy Project, New Girl–I need these back in my life!

There has been one exception to my summer TV boredom, however: Cinemax’s new show  The Knick. Set in Victorian-era New York City, the show takes place at Knickerbocker hospital, where Dr. John Thackery (Clive Owen) and his team slowly make discoveries that will have lasting effects on modern medicine. As cutting-edge experiments clash with Victorian traditionalism and a slew of immigrants infect the sacrosanct domiciles of the rich and WASP-y, The Knick holds fast at the center of it all.

Nothing like performing surgery in front of 50 of your closest friends.

Don’t judge the show by its first episode, which is heavy on introductions and barely touches the surface of what’s to come. With distinct characters like a cigarette-smoking nun who goes by “Harry,” a naive bicycle-riding Southern nurse with a knack for catching doctors’ eyes, and an African-American doctor trying to prove his equality, or even superiority, to The Knick’s white male staff, the show leaves no personality or struggle unexplored. There’s also the heart-pounding surgery scenes. It’s as if director Steven Soderbergh hopes we’ll all scream out “OH MY GOD MY EYES” every time Clive Owen jams his fist into a patient’s atrial cavity. Start watching for the shock factor, but stick around for the writing.

The only downside to The Knick is its ten-episode season, much like Downton Abbey’s and Game of Thrones’–shows we seem to wait all year for but are over within the blink of an eye. But as The Knick draws to a close, I welcome Fall TV back into my life with open arms, and I look forward to our nightly meetings from 8pm onward. It’s been too long since Danny Castellano graced my screen, and I really need to know if Lieutenant Abbie Mills is still stuck in purgatory. So come back to me, Fall TV. I’ll bring the popcorn, you bring the magic.