- Remember: don’t ever be sorry.
- How the harvest gets here.
- Good or lucky, doesn’t matter. Just keep doing what you’re doing.
BASICALLY HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS SHOW. Mostly about Glenn. And Maggie.
- Sheriff blue Eyes getting a little.
- Deanna going bananas.
- MAGGIE IS HAVING PIZZA DELIVERY BABIES. Guys. What are we thinking? I know I’m losing my damn mind. YOU??
I DO NOT ACCEPT YOUR SYMPATHY TUNA NOODLE, MADAM.
Previously! Deanna and NPR Chairperson Reg mourn their dead son by listening to Trent Reznor, as you do. Reg is moved to tears by the ’90s emo, and I’m crying, too, Reg. Because Carol made you guys a sympathy tuna casserole, with a “We’re truly sorry for your loss” card, which Deanna promptly sets on fire. She then leaves the tuna noodles out on the porch, and that’s how you get ants, Deanna. Continue reading
PREVIOUSLY. So hopefully this means we’re done with Grady Hospital. Because I gotta be honest: it wasn’t compelling. I was never REALLY creeped out by the set up with the exception of a few scenes, mostly that first episode and the moment in Dawn’s office with Gorman creeping on Beth. They fell into the number one rule of “don’t do this” in storytelling: they told us it was scary and awful and didn’t show us.
Raise your hand if you actually got nervous every time Dawn stood calmly? Or every time she said in her neutral mom voice, “It has to be this way.” And it’s because we all know that it doesn’t. It absolutely DOESN’T have to be this way, Dawn, because we’ve seen the prison, we’ve seen Terminus, and we’ve seen Tenpenny Towers, aka Woodbury. I mean, if y’all are gonna be slavers, y’all need to be 100% menacing. And they just weren’t. Right? But let’s get to brass tacks. Continue reading
Previously: Dr. Mullet’s whole reason for living is a lie! Beth is still trapped! Carole is in danger, gorl! It’s the penultimate episode before our hiatus and a lot of pieces get moved on the board.
Now THAT is how you decorate a church in the apocalypse.
Sasha, meanwhile is taking apart the pews in the church with an ax, and Ty is pulling out pipes to the organ (nooooo! And I wish I could see what music was there) that are being used to fortify the entrance to the church. Outside, Father Gabriel wonders if they’re going to take the cross, too as we hear hammering and fortification happening to the church.
And I was pleased to see that Rosita clearly knew how to make a homemade water filter like I detailed a few eps ago. SEE? I AM GOING TO KEEP Y’ALL ALIVE, YO. Continue reading
Why is this grizzled man so damn sexy to me? IS IT BECAUSE I HAVE EYES? Probably.
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
“Say it loud, say it clear!
You can listen as well as you hear.
It’s too late when we die
To admit we don’t see eye to eye.”
Yeah. That’s a Mike & the Mechanics quote from “In The Living Years” up there. And yes, that’s pretty much their only song, kids younger than me. But it follows the “Rudy” principle: it’s okay for men to cry over it. (Also see: Michael Corleone kissing Fredo, Brian’s Song, and Field of Dreams, the only time crying’s allowed in baseball.)
Previously on the show, everything was terrible and nothing was good. I SAID NOTHING. But! The agony of hiatus is over! The agony of the show, however, has just begun.
Don’t even act like that’s not funny.
Last week, Rick found out from Carol that she’s the one who killed Karen and David. Now what? Well, a lot, actually. After a lot of careful evaluating, of course. (And a silent observation of Rick’s Three Questions, which is awesome. And helped me understand why the ending had to be the way it was.) Guys, I have a LOT to say about this episode, so strap in. Continue reading
That’ll do, Pig.
Previously! We open with a full moon – a red full moon. That’s not ominous. There’s someone with a flashlight at the fence and hey, they’re holding up Templeton! Out there at night it’s a smorgasbord, orgasbord, orgasbord! But now that the terrific, humble pig is dead, there’s no need to send our rat Templeton out to the fairgrounds anymore. Instead, he’s fed to the Walkers by the flashlight carrier and blergh, poor little rat! This is not a good episode for critters.
(Be glad I went the Templeton the Rat route and not Lemmiwnks. Run little Lemmiwinks, run so far and fast! Before you get digested and fall out the Walker’s ass! Wait, I was supposed to not do that. Oops?) Continue reading
“I don’t know why I do the things I do. Never did. I’m a damn mystery to myself.” – Merle Dixon
This is the only nice moment in the whole show. Look at how pretty they both are, aww.
Tonight’s episode has everyone getting down to their ultimate core, to who they truly are inside. It’s not always pretty, but DAMN does it make for fine television. If you’ve not watched this episode, you’re going to want to fix that before reading this. Trust me, it’s an episode you do NOT want to be spoiled on – I’ll still be here when you’re done. Continue reading
In the left corner, a man with a dead wife, a baby that might not be his, and he sees dead people, Sheriff Rick Grimes. And in the right, a one-eyed schmuck with heads in fish tanks, torture chambers and a dead daughter, The Governor!
This week: Andrea arranges a playdate between Rick and the Gov and it goes as well as you’d expect. The big question to ask: will Rick pull a Han to the Gov’s Greedo? Continue reading