Things are rigid and impersonal. Those of predatory gaits wander around. Leo Greene and his personal delusions bore. Theresa has a quarrelsome attitude. Things lurk beneath the narrative horizon. Baddies with bad grace are not coolly menacing. There is no growing despair or lives coloured with uncertainty. There is no underlying logic or ethical and moral issues. This was not unforgettably harrowing and has no emotional stakes. Jana breaks reclusion. Xander tries to breaks in. Lex is soul shaken. Toxic Barbie is not in this one. Leo Greene swaggers.
Theresa whines and then the rednecks rob the store again. Katie needs her crazy pills. Jana whines non-stop. Leo Greene gets a punch in the face. There is bad acting. Katie is a former addict. Xander gets into the cordon and catapults out footage of Leo Greene’s dead colleagues. This was mediocre.
“This big evil plot to destroy Atlanta.”
“Rednecks with guns.”
The mother spews indignation non-stop. It’s the 1970s and so everyone looks like they slept in a garbage truck. This is the sort of TV you’d barely deem passable on a long-haul flight. Who cares about Marianne’s crippling loneliness? Her mother is in a foul mood throughout. This was not joyous. Marianne dreams about a creepy house. There is stage school acting. There’s shouting and infinite repetition of annoying moments. The doctor had breathtaking paternalism and deep smugness. There is a boy in the house.
The mother is sour and confrontational and full of self-satisfaction. There are no gasp moments. Marianne’s mother is a negative person. They plan to get Marianne a teacher. The doctor does so many home visits. This does not induce a far greater fascination. This is apparently held in awe-tinged respect. I fail to see why.
“People go mad when they’re shut up.”
“Get up to wash.”
“You’re impossible sometimes Marianne.”
“That’s a stupid thing.”
“Your horrid house.”
“Draw stairs the proper way.”
There is a lump of metal in the marshy area. What could it be? Nathan doesn’t seem at all sorry to have injured his wife. This was not even slightly harrowing. Nathan’s apparent willingness to throw it all away for Gabriel is crazy. This had no spirit or conviction. Nathan does drugs and the villagers clear out. Nathan overacts. This was not intense. Nathan has no cultivated charm and cannot reason calmly. He is flattered by his own emerging narrative. He is the worst person ever.
Harriet lurks like a bad smell. Gabriel is played by a bad child actor. Lara the dumb bitch won’t leave. This ep was hit with the stupid stick. Gabriel is an evil brat and Nathan is a prat. Oh for god’s sake, this sucked. The bit of metal is dug out of the marsh and it turns out to be Lara’s car. How did it get to 1894? Lara’s a ghost now and Gabriel wants her to be his mummy. A 2016 car does not arouse interest in 1894.
Nathan gets over being mad and now it is 1895 and his daughter has been born. Nathan sees more visions of the future. This time maybe of the 1920s and learns he will kill his wife. Oh nice sequel hook. This was not good at all.
“I cannot laze, sadly.”
“We do not lack faith.”
“How are the turnips?”
“You, dear wife, distract me.”
“You’re my mummy now.”
“Why did you kill your wife?”