I like Desperate Housewives

I have a confession. I really liked this week's Desperate Housewives.

It was really quite something.
Ethically tangled. Brilliant plot and nuanced acting.

Massive spoilers:

One neighbor's exboyfriend was in a coma and doesn't remember whether
he killed a French flight attendant, Monique. We all think another
neighbor's husband, the dentist, did it, since we think he killed his
wife who has vanished. The revelation that dentist cheated on his
missing wife with Monique causes his current wife to throw him out,
but he tells her a tale and she takes him back. And casts out
dentist's mother who hates him. And mother has a late midnight
meeting with the missing wife, who is very much alive.

Coma man's ex girlfriend is dating a man she met at the hospital,
whose wife is in a coma. She has moved on, is seeing this British
man. But her ex has awoken from the coma, been arrested for murder,
and she feels he's innocent. She wants to defend him, but her
boyfriend is threatened. She promises that she's committed to him,
but he demands that she never see coma-ex again, in exchange for him
funding the best possible legal defense.

Finally, Felicity Huffman's character chased her son into the basement
of a neighbor. Neighbor saved her life in the hostage crisis.
Neighbor has basement full of video games, electric trains, cool toys,
and photos of boys wearing swim suits. He coaches the swim team at
the local fitness center. But he has a lot of photos of half-naked
boys. He has a sister in a wheelchair who's ill.
Two days later all the pictures and toys are gone. The toys are at
the local children's hospital. Felicity tells all the neighbors to be
vigilant and watch their kids. Neighbor shows up at christmas block
party dressed as Santa, giving away toys. No one lets their kids take
a toy. Wheelchair sister dressed as elf is distressed. Sister
accosts Felicity, Felicity says "better safe than sorry". Sister
says, "well, you're safe. Doesn't matter who's sorry. Did you
consider you might be wrong?"
There's still no proof. Felicity calls a neighbor meeting. She
arrives to a gathering mob, with picket signs and pitchforks. After
20 minutes, and ambulance arrives, and takes wheelchair sister to the
hospital. She dies.
Next day, Felicity is wracked with guilt, tries to atone with
neighbor. Neighbor says, wow, you must feel guilty. THEN!
He thanks her. He knew that with his sister to care for, he couldn't
slip, couldn't let his dark side out. But now he's free. Time to
move to a new town, and be true to himself.

Best intentions gone totally and completely awry. I love the
uncertainty. The dentist may or may not have killed Monique, we
really don't know. We suspect, the camera and script point us in a
direction, but we don't have evidence. And we were led to believe the
pedophile was guilty, then to believe it was a misunderstanding, and
then unswitched with some brilliant acting and musical score.