Itty bitty baby Brad and his not-quite-yet-done-with-puberty face is worth any amount of otherwise insufferable writing.
Even if we are only given a few periodic momentary glimpses in which to abide fully in state of awe produced in the viewer upon sight of Pitt's most high holy heinous feathered bangs, its Samson-like power is enough to fortify us to endure the entire episode in the full glory of its spectacularly cheesetastic 80s after school special style (i.e. Of biting off way way more than they can skillfully, or sensitively, or even just non-offensively, cover and neatly -or at least pedantically- tie up and put away before the end of the episode).
Even if we are only given a few periodic momentary glimpses in which to abide fully in state of awe produced in the viewer upon sight of Pitt's most high holy heinous feathered bangs, its Samson-like power is enough to fortify us to endure the entire episode in the full glory of its spectacularly cheesetastic 80s after school special style (i.e. Of biting off way way more than they can skillfully, or sensitively, or even just non-offensively, cover and neatly -or at least pedantically- tie up and put away before the end of the episode).