Last week! And now, oh no, are Ichabod and Abbie caught in mortal danger? No, they’re just doing wisecracking yoga together so we can see Tom Mison in sexy workout pants and have the two of them chat about the best slang for butts (Ichabod’s “double jug” is sure to catch on with the kids these days). Continue reading
Previously! Oooh, there was some awesome resolution in this episode, and a cliffhanger that has me itchy with need. Also, I hope you know how unhappy with myself I am for not managing a Bob’s Burger joke last week. (And that show is gold, Bob’s Burger. Pure D-Gold.)
Let’s get straight to a beautiful bit of symbolism. Continue reading
Previously on Sleepy Hollow, Pied Piper Bone Flute Child Sacrifice Generational Curse. Yeah, that about covers it. Plus, bonus delicious cappuccino!
Oh my goodness, Ichabod has gone and made himself a friend! All by himself! I have hearts in my eyes. She thinks she’s making him new clothes (and gosh, it’s nice of her to not to mention he might still smell a bit like cave grave) to support his “dedication to colonial reenactment,” and Ichabod thinks Betsy Ross herself would admire Caroline’s handiwork. Continue reading
Previously! We are moving at a fast clip into the next Big Bad. Well, except for all the slo-mo Hero Walking we did in the beginning. Plus, there were loads of scriptures sprinkled throughout this episode, which was fitting seeing as we’ve done added ourselves a preacher man to the group. Last, Dr. Mullet allowed me to use my most favorite quote of all time. So it’s a pretty big day for me. Let’s Hero Walk. Continue reading
Previously on Sleepy Hollow, evil coins, evil doings, evil sheriffs. EVIL.
Someone must have felt the fog machine guy for Sleepy Hollow wasn’t getting enough chances to show us the ol’ razzle dazzle. Because when a little girl in pajamas walks in a daze from her family’s historical mansion (down a fancy-schmancy spiral staircase, no less), outside and through the gate, she is surrounded by a veritable sea of lovely foggy night. Good job, fog machine guy! Wait, get back inside your house, seemingly-hypnotized kid! Continue reading
Welcome back, survivors! [Previously] Oh, how I’ve missed being filled with utter despair… Which is to say, hooray for having our show back! If any of you are first-timers here, let me break it down for you: one, I cuss. A lot. I get excited, it can’t be helped. Two, this site is dedicated to shows we love. If you want to insult, tear down, or be snarky, this ain’t the place for you. The world is full up on negativity, and I just want to get excited about cannibals, Walkers, and proper weapons care with friends, okay? Okay.
And don’t think for a second that we’re not going to talk about Carol being the best of all of us, by which I mean that she is becoming Daryl Dixon. Conversely, Daryl? He’s becoming old school Carol. Let’s check in at Terminus. Continue reading
Okay, okay, I know last season I just checked out on y’all, but I’m back and hopefully both the show and myself have spanked our inner season 9 moppets and are ready to move on. And after a very informative, if arguably oddly soundtracked, “Road So Far” (great song, but just because it has the words “soul” and “sinner” in it doesn’t make it apropos) we’re ready to hit the ground. Continue reading
Previously on Sleepy Hollow: Ichabod and Abbie tried to stop a binding ceremony on Katrina; Frank Irving was treated wretchedly (I will never forgive anyone about this), and there’s a new sheriff in town. For real.
This week! It’s time for spooky DIY crafts! Oh look, it’s an adorable exact tiny replica…of Tarrytown Psychiatric. Interesting choice. Henry Parrish finishes painting the replica and smiles. Well, that certainly doesn’t bode well. Continue reading
Previously on Sleepy Hollow, we thought the show was jerking us around! But it was only Purgatory jerking reality, Ichabod, and Abbie around. Plus Benjamin Franklin was a merry nudist puzzle-poser of an encrypting funster. HISTORY!
The Headless Horseman takes Katrina to a ritual circle with fire where, Henry tells her, they will “complete the ceremony” bonding the two of them. There’s wrist binding and hand cutting (this show loves its ceremonial hand-slashing, tbh). “You must be like him in every way,” Henry explains to Katrina as the Horseman takes a wide swing at her pretty head with his axe and…
“You were having a nightmare?” Abbie asks Ichabod as he startles awake. Yeah. So. I’d like to nominate myself as current Queen of Stating the Obvious, as last night I said aloud, “You know, this show likes to mess with our heads,” as though this was actual news. Continue reading