Last year was without question the year of the vampire, what with Twilight and True Blood and the return of ruffly shirts. Some recent reports of a Sex and the City-style show about female werewolves called Bitches might have you thinking prematurely that the next supernatural trend on the horizon is our lupine friend, the he-wolf. But with today's news that ABC has greenlighted a series called Eastwick based on the 1987 Jack Nicholson film The Witches of Eastwick (to which I say hells yeah), I'm of the impression that we're cycling back to that reliable TV trope, the witch. Like bushy eyebrows or tapered jeans, the TV witch is a phenomenon that comes into and out of favor intermittently and is wholly at the mercy of fickle, mercurial home audiences. You can try to extrapolate a correlation between the economy and the incidence of small-screen sorceresses if you so choose. Or talk about how it's a sublimation of Hollywood's misogynistic leanings. I'm too lazy, so I'm just gonna list off my favorite harpies of all time. Pretend it's magic.