Watching television with Isabelle, my crinkly-haired, adventurous, lemon-curd-loving Belgian anthropologist friend, was always a hoot. I'd explain to her the inexorable rules of U.S. television drama: No, House hasn't arrived at the correct diagnosis because it's 8:30 p.m., and that only happens at seven minutes to 9. She delighted in counting the number of times someone on the screen -- whether in a sitcom, reality show, interview or drama -- began to cry. The formidable... More >>>