Why won’t Irma talk about what happened? Bad news gets out. How did Marion end up at the school? Irma plans to marry her rescuer. There is misogyny and Irma is drugged. Flashbacks show students hanging out in their underwear. Mrs Appleyard has flashbacks. The local copper asks questions.
Michael is expected to propose to Irma, someone he barely knows. Irma is psychically discombobulated. Michael doesn’t propose to Irma. This has no visual wonder. People have nefarious purposes. The girls at the school do not reside therein compliantly. There are social limitations for women. Michael runs off. What are Irma’s secrets? Irma is menaced by her schoolmates in a display of anti-Semitism.
“England does own the world.”
“This ghastly business.”
“You will be a slave to your secrets for the rest of your life.”
“I hate Miranda.”
One Of My Three Soups
Barbara is very unpleasant. There is civil unrest. Tabitha and Barbara have perfomative friendship. Gordon crossed a moral line but nobody cares. Bullock doesn’t have the greatest reputation and he’s lecturing Gordon on morals. Jerome, Tetch and Crane don’t have specific motivations for their unheroic acts and calculated provocations.
Ra’s Al Ghul lurks in memories and resurrection comes with responsibility and consequences. Where’s Harley Quinn? Why did Gordon ever love Barbara? Barbara is the new Ra’s Al Ghul. There is a bitter showdown. There is a lack of respect and the fright squad don’t spend much time on-screen. Tabitha’s imperiousness bores. Where’s Alfred? TPTB bring embarrassment upon themselves.
Nobody has accountability. This ep is not a colossal achievement. Selina tells Bruce to get over himself. This show really doesn’t show formative moments. Bruce and his fancy phrases are morally bankrupt. Criminal lowlife Jerome bores. He’s not someone who acts like life is only blood and teeth. The League has systemic frodeur for Barbara. Gordon gets unnecessarily panic-stricken. Bruce does something stupid. TPTB are cliché merchants. Why isn’t Lee facing repercussions for shooting Sofia?
“Poisonous little mind you have.”
“Sucking on your own misery.”
“Cull weakness. They were unfit and needed to die.”
“How could there be a global army of assassins we’ve never heard of?”
A Walking Shadow
Woz was battered. Bruce McGill lurks ominously. This was not nuanced. Stahl thinks he has a moral claim for retribution. There are horrendous consequences and nasty surprises. People are fractured by discord. Harlee’s caked in bronzer. Stahl decides to sow mistrust. There is explosive unrest. Intelligence seems to be untouchable. The hooker reunites with Stahl who is not authentically terrifying. He brooks no dissent and has a mania for revenge and plays the hooker.
Everyone has inherent personal weakness and hidden resentments. There is no discipline or service or ethical decisions. Harlee is on slightly dodgy ground. There are no estimable acts. Harlee is increasingly hostile. The hooker is a twit. There are enormous implications. This was okay. Woz menaces a priest and things go awry.
“That’s not the gun I planted.”
“5 dollar shakes they just tossed.”
“Need to forget you know me.”
“Remember what happened to God’s son? Rough day.”
“For a couple of elite intelligence detectives, they sure have a lot of free time on their hands.”
“That is what she does to good people.”
“Nobody that you can write about.”
“She knows what’s coming later.”
“Collecting integrity medals.”
This has a dull title card. In 6 months an asteroid will hit Earth and cause an ELE. There is a hologram projector. Some jerkass calls the asteroid: Rocky. The movement is covering up Rocky. Nobody has anxiety cycles over Rocky. The government is planning Project Samson aka a gravity tractor to defect the asteroid. But the technology doesn’t work.
This is all unspeakable awkwardness. A divorced woman acts in frustrating catatonia. There is a lack of nuance and it’s not uncompromisingly excellent. There is no emotional arc or understatement or impressive explosiveness. The Elon Musk expy plans an ark/lifeboat to take 160 people to Mars. There is lying and no huge meaningful moments. This was shambolic and bad.
“Fractal holographic matrix.”
“No, I’m not on drugs!”
“Big scary dudes staking out his house.”
“The sky is falling.”
“Tomorrow has not yet come.”
“You’re extraordinary in an ordinary way.”
“Minimal viable population.”
“Need technology that hasn’t been invented yet.”
There is no menacing. People plot. There is an unobtainable truth. The slut dresses like a slut and ignores her dad. There are dishonourable deeds and the slut is still self-obsessed. This was lackadaisical. There is a toxic culture in this town. There is a shower of unsavouries in this town. This was not emotionally rewarding. There is no expected associated sadness for the murders. 3 people hang out in a killer’s lair being caustic and witty. This show is endlessly undermined by its stupidity. Why is the slut’s father being blackmailed? A sex tape of Emma comes out. This was dull and leaves you artfully bored. The cop's finally realise the killer is still out there.
“Creepy, unrealistic icons.”
“Funeral nail polish.”
“A little analogue.”
“Go and be law abiding and whatever.”
“That’s sketchy logic.”
“You have a stun gun?”
“Jam it into his junk.”
“Your psycho friend.”
“This can’t be good.”
“Taze my man-parts.”
“A genuine killer’s lair.”
“This looks staged.”
Like As Fire Eatheth Up And Burneth Wood
The heroine displays ugly art in her gallery. There is no emotional resilience or detached cool. The original killer blowhards. Robin can’t cope after Justin’s death. The heroine’s grandmother is a tres insouciant timeworn woman obsessed with her growler. People have the IQ of kick flare jeans. The heroine asks paternity questions. Nobody looks for their better you. The heroine is menaced.
Robin reveals he and Justin built their dreamhouse on land they stole from a poor family whose deaths they caused. Robin isn’t sorry. The heroine wants to leave town, her husband doesn’t. Genre expectations are dashed and motifs are twisted. There is mumbling and a gun. The overconfident incompetents blather. The heroine was suicidal? No wonder this show has no lasting popularity, it’s not a continuous pleasant shocker.
This niche-driven show was boring. The heroine has profound disquiet. There are bland sentiments. Robin is in massive debt and is menaced. This was daft. There is no public enthusiasm for this show. The heroine has wounded reactions. Robin is not sweetly stupid. Some crazed mountain folk man is inane. The grandmother is in peril. The husband’s boss is prophesying disaster. The heroine feels resentment. The darkening climate in town gets worse. The granny is tossed into a shallow lake. There is an unsafe social space. The grandmother has been rendered voiceless. This is not dynamic or intense and leaves you fatigued.
“Lost in zealotry.”
“A town nobody’s heard of.”
“Come get me!”