Let's Celebrate Dylan McDermott's Triumphant Return to "American Horror Story" with a Ben Harmon Appreciation Post
For those of you who watched "American Horror Story" last season, you were no doubt, as I was, completely enthralledembarrassedamused by Ben Harmon, the greatestworstbest character in the history of television, who reached amazingterriblefancy levels of awfulness at his chosen profession, fatherhood, husbandhood, affair-having and general common sense. But he had one very important skill: tearjerking.
With his return to the program tomorrow night, where he will presumably play (totally probable speculative spoiler alert) the product of this whole situation and the future/present (totally probable speculative spoiler alert) this whole situation.
But, for the moment, let's look back--not forward--at Ben Harmon. More like American Hero Story.
Oh, and needless to say, here be spoilers.
We love Ben Harmon because...
He's a caring and nurturing psychiatrist.
He sees the bright side of having a dead daughter.
In fact, he really is all about the silver linings of death.
He's nothing if not observant.
That's why he can't have a cupcake.
No worries, Constance, he'll just have a banana.
His towel-fighting skills are most impressive.
But his mistress-murder-stopping skills are not.
Call it tearjerking, call it crysturbating, whatever you want. Regardless, he goes through a lot of tissues.
And, above all else, he makes fifty look GOOD.
Welcome back, Benny.