
WARNING: This review contains spoilers.
Come for the nudity, stay for the drama.
A show about groundbreaking sex research in the 1950's? Sign me up. Although, I must admit, even in 2013, I'm concerned that my parents may find this post and read my thoughts about a show entitled Masters of Sex. Sounds like a title I see in the Pay-Per-View menu on my Tivo, followed by Big Butt Girls in Rio 8.
This new Showtime period drama is unlike anything else I've seen recently. While most networks are signing up for the latest anti-hero or omnipresent criminal genius drama series, this new show is a breath of fresh air. Other than an obvious Mad Men similarity, primarily because it takes place around the same era, Masters of Sex gives us some new water cooler fare. In between our ramblings about whether Walter White got his just desserts or the contrived brilliance of Reddington from The Blacklist, we know can openly discuss orgasms and plateaus. OK, maybe we can't (and shouldn't, in the workplace).