If Joe Mazzello doesn't get an Emmy, there is no justice in the world. I feel really tooly saying this, but his performance is nothing short of astonishing. And I'm with you on the focus: I've been so incredibly moved by the last three episodes. It does feel like they're trying to squash three entirely different movies into one miniseries, and while I adore Basilone's (and think I'd be more amenable to the tragedy of Leckie's if the framing had been different), it's Sledge who gets me where I live.

Ohmygod, the pebbles. He describes that in "The Good War," and I was flipping out watching it play out onscreen. Bad germs. Jesus Christ.