The Americans was an austere show that ended each episode with heartbreak. Being about spies, it could have been cartoon-y. Indeed, the first few eps were a tad cartoon-y. But it became a thrilling and moving series about family and human intimacy. Some great shows, like The Wire and The Sopranos, were about power, about what it means to be in control. The Americans was about loss of control, about what happens when the one thing you should never do as a spy (permit intimacy), becomes unavoidable and tragic. The Americans' bleakness was what made it simultaneously a must-watch and a hard sell. I still think about it often.