This show gets better with every episode, mainly because they're focusing on the people, not the crime or even OJ. Wicked vein of dry humor runs through it, much of it supplied by Travolta, deadpanning that idiot, Bob Shapiro. Sarah Poulson deserves an Emmy for every episode. This week's, focusing on the jury, was even funnier.

Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu,
E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu...
E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu
Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.