The aricle confirms what we devotees appreciate: the genius, like the devil, is in the details. I like the way they debunk THE BESTOF EVERYTHING aesthetic -- perfection in every shot. Not that BEST OF should be trashed. (Who doesn't love Diane Baker and La Crawford's contentious relationship?) This is just the alternative view of the same era -- I love the repeated wardrobe and wilting hairdos. They show women of those times straining to keep up the hard-edged "glamour." For those of us who were children then, MAD MEN captures not 1960, but the essence of the 50s.
I supposed younger folk will think it's what "the sixties" were like. But as I've said earlier, the "60's" really began with JFK's death. The culture reeled, and change was almost immediate. 1960 may have been "about" the promise of the 60s, but it was mired in Eisenhower status quo. MAD MEN gets that right.
So to me, MAD MEN most accurately details the America of my childhood -- when truly everything gleamed as available, accessible to everyone. It was an era when middle class aesthetics were the established norm. Aspirations generally meant that anyone could approximate the lifestyle of anyone else. But unlike today, it wasn't about celebrity worship -- more likely, the Joneses you supposedly enjoyed keeping up with. Only later did we realize how much struggle and resulting depression ensued.
"I'm a comedian, but in my spare time, things bother me." Garry Shandling