It’s been just over five years since Mad Men ended, the show you can blame for some very questionable (read: ugly) sixties-inspired fashion choices in my early twenties.
Now, in the age of Corona, Corona, many TV show and film casts have virtually reunited, either for table reads of past episodes, or just general discussion. While everybody’s favorite Scientologist, Elisabeth Moss, was doing the rounds for her new movie Shirley, an interviewer asked her if the Mad Men gang would ever consider doing a “Zoom-union” (blegh). The famously vague Elisabeth kept it ambiguous as always, but alluded that it may already be in the works.
Oh, I don’t know. Maybe we have! [Laughs] I don’t know. Maybe we have had some discussions about this. I don’t think I am in a position to officially share anything. But, yes, we are aware that people are doing reunions and we’ve never done one, which is so crazy. We really all haven’t been together in five years. So I’ll just leave you with that.
I haven’t watched any Zoom-unions (great, now it’s part of my lexicon), but I actually think this one is a great idea. Like The Sopranos before it, Mad Men was always one of those shows you could dissect and psychologically analyze every little moment. Even a character’s outfit could possibly foreshadow their death. So there’s lots to discuss.
And I truly miss Peggy, Joan, Betty, and even Pete Campbell. Fuck Don Draper, though. No, seriously, I’d like to fuck Don Draper. And Roger Sterling. And Stan the sexy art director. Damn, that show had some hotties.
If this Zoom-union (OMG, do I love this word?!) includes audience questions, here’s mine: Why, with all the tools at your disposal, did you never include a shot of, or even mention, the show’s true star… Jon Hamm’s Hammaconda! Don Draper pioneered Big Dick Energy. I’m sure that’s Matthew Weiner’s biggest regret (along with the ridiculous Betty fat suit and sexual harrassment claims).