Fans of dinosaurs, Scottish accents and pixyish female members of S Club 7 walking around in their underwear have likely already discovered Primeval on BBC America. The Brit import features oversized bugs and reptiles from not only the past, but the future, as well -- all transported here via mysterious time portals to menace the general populace of England. (Yes, just England. If Torchwood can take place entirely in Cardiff, this show can limit itself to one island.) If you haven't been watching it, then you may not be aware that the first U.S. season (technically, the second British series, but since British series are only six or seven episodes long, BBC America combined them) ends Saturday night at 9:00, and it should be pretty awesome. After all, Episode 6 (the first British series' finale) featured the show's first futuristic predator, and ended with the main character changing history and turning his sensible love interest into a tarted-up tramp... which may or may not have been on purpose, now that we think about it. Check out a teaser clip of the finale after the jump.

And I am eating my words. Ausiello is reporting that Jon Hamm is in "advanced talks to do a multi-episode arc on 30 Rock," and that he will be playing Lemon's neighbor and love interest. Oh my! After doing nothing but bitch incessantly to anyone who would listen about how much I hate this season's obsession with stuntcasting, I have to admit I'm totally checkmated by this news. Jon Hamm is perfect for 30 Rock, and the rest of you yahoo showrunners out there looking for guest stars, take note: this is how you do it. Oprah? No. Lindsay Lohan? Double no. Us loyal viewers will be perfectly fine with stuntcasting (or at least, we'll be more willing to adjust to it) as long as it's a legitimate actor who's going to show up and, oh I don't know, actually play a character and do so effectively, rather than just show up and phone it in in order to cash a paycheck and desperately cling to his or her fleeting fame. Just saying. Anyway, how do you feel about this? I can't imagine anybody wouldn't be excited for it, but maybe I'm wrong.

Some characters or personalities are meant to scare the living daylights out of you, like Flukeman from The X-Files or The Master from Buffy or Simon on American Idol. Some are meant to give you chills with their wickedness like Wilhelmina on Ugly Betty or Anne Slowey on Stylista. But there are a whole lot of people who give us nightmares, even though they're probably not even trying. You may want to leave the lights on when you read this list.

I was going to put where she belongs, but maybe where I can tolerate her is more accurate. I just didn't buy her recent portrayal as a mean tabloid magazine editor, perhaps it is just my small mind not being able to see her as anything but Monica Gellar for the rest of her life, but Ted Danson sold the transition from chummy bartender Sam Malone to villainous CEO Arthur on Damages, so I'm thinking its got something to do with Courteney. Anyway, Cox is on a new comedy about a 40-year-old with a 17-year-old son who is newly single. It is unsurprisingly called Cougar Town.

There have always been two kinds of supernatural shows on TV: those that were trying to be funny, like I Dream of Jeannie and Big Wolf on Campus, and those that were trying to be scary, like The Twilight Zone and Friday the 13th: The Series. Some straddled the line, managing both with equal skill, like Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Supernatural manages to be pretty scary most of the time, but many shows have aimed for scary and fallen horribly short. Here are a few of the most egregious examples.

I love me some Office, but my one complaint is that there isn't nearly enough of Kelly Kapoor, aka Mindy Kaling, whom I find delightful and hilar-ville. Hearing her winsome voice exclaim "Fashion show at lunch!" will just never get old, people. Which is why I'm stoked to start supplementing my Office viewing with a new web series I discovered (with the help of Jezebel) starring -- you guessed it -- one Ms. Kaling. Based on the name of the site that hosts it, I've gleaned that much of the content was developed during the writers' strike and ended up a sort of repository for projects that creative writer types worked on to keep their minds agile when they couldn't do their regular jobs. (Note: In perusing the site I also came across a web series called Global Warming, starring my imaginary best friend Kristen Wiig and The Daily Show's Aasif Mandvi, which looks promising, but I did not watch it. Just sayin'.)

Anycase, as you'll see from the three minutes-plus first episode, the series, House Poor, is about the (presumably at least partially autobiographical) trials Mindy faces after purchasing her first home. And hey! This one features Busy Phillips! Watch it aprés le jump. (That's French.)

Angel and I have a rule here in the office when we speak of 24: Season 6 never happened. Last year was so awful and confused that, I dunno, it just takes the joy out of reminiscing about electrocuted testicles and poisoned teenagers, you know? We just prefer to pretend it doesn't exist. It gets us through the day. Anyway, the trailer for next season was released a couple days ago (I missed it because I was too sick and cranky to look at the internet), and after watching it, I am going to hesitantly declare that 24 Season 7 looks like it is going to be good.

I was in the middle of painstakingly carving my Doctor Who pumpkin last night (see picture for more proof that I'm a big nerd), featuring David Tennant and the Tardis when my husband looks up from his computer to tell me that the 10th doctor officially announced he'd be leaving the show. I had heard the rumblings that he might be leaving and the speculation about who might be the 11th doctor, but since nothing had been set in stone, I didn't want to believe it was true. Now that the adorkable Tennant has confirmed it, I guess I have to let this news sink in.

So just the other day I was feeling reassured that Mad Men season 3 would continue on smoothly as I read Alan Sepinwall's interview with Matthew Weiner. I had such a confident feeling about what greatness is still to come. In the interview, the Mad Men mastermind discussed the negotiations for him to stay on as showrunner for the third season and said,"There's no crisis. I have every intention of being part of this show forever. I love doing it and I love the experience and I love working with everybody I work with." But according to Deadline Hollywood Daily, someone over at Lionsgate didn't get that message apparently. So much for all my warm fuzzy misguided feelings of contentment.

Next week's election may change the way you watch TV and movies. With the new administration comes a new chairperson for the Federal Communications Commission. The FCC is the organization that freaks out at two seconds of TV titty, but has no problem with four-hour boner commercials. Variety reports on what each Presidential candidate may do regarding both the FCC and some intellectual property actions at the MPAA. I'll leave you to read that; instead, I have my own predictions on what will happen.