Which is to say she lost in the actual court of the Second Circuit. Soundly.
It’s never good when a federal judge cuts your lawyer off with, “That’s enough.”
Shull v. Sorkin is coming back to a courtroom near you (if you live in Manhattan), and to a livestream for everyone else.
Denise Shull can’t shake her fictionalized self next year—or the year after.
What? Is this not a perfect pairing of artist and subject?
Back off Bobby Axelrod's friends.
Dead double-agents, and third families, and Bro PMs, oh my!
Hot headhunters, and face punches, and middling omelettes, oh my!
You've really gone and done it this time, Bobby Axelrod.
Short squeezes, and slum lords, and Metallica, oh my!
Andrew Ross Sorkin in a threesome edition.
Last night's episode was a step in the right direction for CG.