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Unlike Mad Men, a '60s-set drama that was free to bend its make-believe action figures every which way in pursuit of story, Masters sees every flight of fancy yanked rudely back in line with the public record.
Masters of Sex eventually finds its groove in Bill and Virginia's work, which continues to explore new ground, only this time under more intense public scrutiny following their bombshell book.
As has become usual with this series, Masters and Johnson's own human sexual and emotional responses to each other have become central, even predictable.
Masters of Sex is, and to some extent always has been, a broader, soapier period piece than its kissing cousin, Mad Men, and this more melodramatic tack certainly has its delights.
This series about the exploration and legitimization of human sexual response has fallen victim to what so many relationships do: a sense of stagnancy.