Luke goes off the rails a bit.
Juliette is such a Patsy.
Two too many rings.
We're glad that last night’s season finale didn’t end with a car crash or some other calamitous event.
A few new show pickups, too
I’ve heard of phoning a performance in; I’d never heard of Skyping one.
Last night was a veritable Scarlett-palooza.
As Rayna's rival country music star. Just kidding, as herself.
Frankly, Scarlett, your mama don’t give a damn.
Social media is wacky, y’all.
Juliette jumps the gun and faces Rayna’s wrath.
Avery throws Gunnar into a wall. Things just got real.
Nobody puts Glenn in the corner, except when they do.
Megan refuses to die — metaphorically, at least.
Vulture predicts the fates of 20 network shows still in limbo, and updates the status of ten former bubbles whose futures have been decided.
So this Luke Wheeler guy is here to stay, huh?
Music-star cameos must be a big part of Nashville’s success, because they keep ramming them down our throats.
The second half of this season gave us exactly what we wanted right out of the gate.
Avery and Juliette are on, you guys! (Sort of.)
This show keeps featuring relationships that we’re not invested in.
We just need to accept the fact that there’s Good Nashville and Bad Nashville, often on display in the same episode.
For whom the wedding bells toll? They toll for Teddy.
"I like to see artists treated with tremendous respect."
With advice on who should be in future soft-lit sex scenes.