Last week a little mother-and-son bonding evil-doing turned into Henry disintegrating and Abbie and Katrina hurling back to 1781. Now? It’s time for Abbie and Ichabod to reboot their relationship in the colonial era in the midst of pivotal battles, Katrina scheming, and a special guest star we like to call Mister Hundred Dollar Bill, the ever-charming and gleeful Ben Franklin. Aww, yeah! Continue reading
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Given the episode title, I think we all expected some revelations to surface in “Awakening”; what we might not have realized was how much the series itself would wake up, finally tackling work we’ve been waiting to see this entire season. Seeing Abbie and Ichabod somehow returning to a time when they must explore their roles as Witnesses, instead of just talking about it in circles? Watching Katrina at last beginning to develop a character and purpose? The series delving into what the hell makes Sleepy Hollow so Sleepy Hollow-y and re-embracing that? Check, check, and check. Let’s dive in, shall we? Continue reading
A group of engineers makes use of Ichabod’s old Cave Grave set to stumble upon a spooky looking seal on the floor. “Don’t you want to see what’s down there?” the most curious one asks. “Honestly? No!” another answers.
Smart dude! But pffftt, you think a completely understandable wariness about what this next episode might bring to an already-rocky second season of Sleepy Hollow is going to stop any of us from taking the plunge? HELLS NO! *dives inside* Continue reading
It’s so hard to decide who gets the best opening to this episode — our villain of the week with his colonial-duds meets Mind Freak-y appearance, immediately launching into scary magical book stealing, blood-sizzling, Darth Vader-strangling ways? Ichabod, scowling at squeaky fake bananas but won over by a realtor’s marketing-blitz mini-muffins as he optimistically starts house-hunting for himself and Katrina? (Oh my god, WITH WHAT MONEY; isn’t Abbie still supporting the Cranes 1000%?) How about Henry Parrish, who apparently killed the guardian of Purgatory just so he could mope around at a motel, eating take-out and whittling? Or is it Katrina, dangling a daisy and doing petal tricks while she fibs about mourning her wayward Horseman son Henry instead of revealing she suspects he’s back in town?
Oh, how I wish I had a fun little match up graphic quiz for whatever answer you chose, telling you what patriotic cupcake you’re most like! Sshhh, we both know you’re Revolutionary Raspberry, filled with cunning supernaturally-focused rewrites of American History and topped with a decadent chocolate ganache that tastes like ~freedom~. Continue reading
While Abbie karaoke-s the hell out of “Crazy” (damn but Nicole Beharie’s got a lovely voice) and Ichabod “Huzzah!”s his support from a bar stool, Jenny delicately points out that it “just seems you two have been spending a lot less time together lately.” Hey, someone besides the viewers noticed. Huzzah indeed! Continue reading
A restorer works meticulously on a canvas, but its red paint seemingly becomes liquid. Yup, that’s blood (“Blood!” the actor cries unnecessarily). At first I thought it was dripping from the ceiling, because there’s nothing quite like a little still-bleeding corpse hidden in the rafters, am I right? But nope, it’s coming from the painting itself. Frantically, he smears it all over (way to ruin your work, guy), yet moments later the blood is gone.
Remember how last week I said I wanted more focus on Ichabod and Abbie together, instead of Abbie merely acting the supporting role to the Crane marriage woes? Our next scene initially screams pay dirt: two snarky Witnesses spending time together, this round bickering over modern dress (“how can one be both business and casual?” Ichabod grumps over yet another confusing contemporary code). Continue reading
Previously on Sleepy Hollow: Apocalypse averted, whew! So surely now we’ll see how the characters reacted to the crazysauce turnaround of Henry offing Moloch! And we’ll get to figure out what Henry’s game is?
Um. Nope. Nope nope nope. Aside from a quick reaction sequence (in which Henry has ~mysteriously~ gone missing), we get shunted to “six weeks later.” This seems a lost opportunity for drama and character development, but pfftt, don’t listen to me, because we’re off to the farmer’s market!
Oooh, a grody wormy apple! Is this ickiness due to the “working[s] of an unholy ceremony”? Or is organic sometimes not the way to go? Continue reading
Last week, the Apocalypse started! It was quite a small and intimate gathering, as attentive viewer Sparky pointed out, just Moloch and his two supportive Horsemen. But still. APOCALYPSE! So it should be pretty crazy and scary and go down at a horrifyingly rapid pace, right?
I actually thought the pace would be way more rapid when Abbie noted that she and Ichabod were basically counting on Katrina to hold off Moloch until they get there. Wow. I mean, Katrina’s whole thing has been pretty much an exercise in Not Getting Things Done this season. Everything should probably go to hell pretty quickly, then!
But, things slow down right quick. First Abbie’s car goes kerplooey from the whole Apocalyptical Electrical interference situation. And as one does during a tense and urgent moment during which the very fabric of the world is threatened, they stop to chat with a mechanic who can’t get the parts he needs right away, aww geez! Why even stop at a gas station? Run, run like hell, or at least commandeer any passing car for non-hell-on-earth justice! Continue reading
“The question is, who am I?” Ichabod murmurs. It’s both the defining existential Question of the Week and the game he’s playing with Abbie, a “technique profilers use to crack cases when they’re stuck.” Or, you know, that game that showed how racist Michael was on The Office and how much Sherlock and John want to go out with each other are best pals on the BBC.
Katrina shows up in a mirror call, allegedly to help Ichabod from Horseman of the Apocalypse Central, but really so Henry can almost immediately undercut any suggestion that Katrina can actually contribute anything to the fight against evil. He uses her mirror three-way (ahem) to eavesdrop on Ichabod and Abbie’s conversation about the weapon that’s going to help them win this thing against Moloch, the Sword of Methuselah. I have no idea how, since presumably there has to be sin-eating for Henry to read from objects. JUST GO WITH IT. Continue reading
Last week, sexy succubus sucking! But now, we open with Abbie approaching a spooky hooded figure in a fog-filled landscape while “You Are My Sunshine” plays in discordant accompaniment. No joke, that song is one that has always creeped me out even when played straight, so I’m already terrified.
Heads up, though, seriously — this episode pressed pretty hard at a number of upsetting issues that left me fairly compromised, so here’s a laundry list if you need warnings before diving in further: mental health issues, abuses of psychiatric patients, suicide, questionable parenting, children raised in a paranoid environment, and THERE’S MORE, BUT THAT’S THE BONES OF IT! Still want in? Let’s go then! Continue reading