The Code V’s bring time locked coffins into the country. The CIB finally manage to capture a Code V (Corin Redgrave). Pearse and Vaughn have an incapacity for empathy. Vaughn fancies Angie but the social price of their work means nothing happens. The CIB can’t take their world view being refuted. The friendly neighbourhood vampire trope isn’t in play. Vaughn is in peril. The captured Code V talks. Pearse executed Angie’s husband and daughter. The Code V is aspirational about changing minds and it involves synthetic blood. Pearse and his skunk stripe rants about how the Code V’s cannot change.
Michael has a fax machine and runs off to meet Kirsty. His Kirsty obsession is sad and he gets suspicious that she is a Code V. Michael cries in a nightclub toilet and is undesirable, reckless and has no stoicism or raw courage. This was okay.
“They’re in there with the curtains drawn at 15:45 in the afternoon, you work it out.”
“You sound fragile.”
“Maybe they do want peace.”
“Sad little conspiracy anorak.”
Kirsty finally realises the phantasmagoria around her and is beguiled with extravagant tales. The CIB act in truly disturbing fashion. The shocking aspect to Jacob’s transformation is that he likes it. I wish there’d been more of this icy drama, there was so much to follow up on. Jacob (Thomas Lockyer) gives Michael a disgraceful proposition. A poisonous atmosphere descends on the CIB. The Code V flaunts his intelligence and ingratiates. Vaughn has vituperation. Is humanity truly no longer of any use? Vaughn is done being tantalised by Angie.
Michael castigates Frances for interference and destroys her fond attachment to him. The CIB record stuff on mini-cds - but the Code V‘s voice can‘t be recorded. Pearse is tempted to switch sides. Pearse has a determination to eliminate irrelevancies. Kirsty isn’t eminently sensible. Michael stymies. Code V’s have an unfillable void and the unrelenting echo of Chernobyl is felt.
Frances is grabbed by CIB. The Code V’s plan is revealed and it’s not conductive to stability. Michael makes a misjudgement. There is death, internecine strife and no hope of co-prosperity. Only merciless intent and disillusionment. This was okay. Kirsty learns she is distant in Jack’s heart. Various people are incandescent with rage. There is brutal honesty, all remonstrance is useless and a remorseless losing battle continues. Kirsty is unreasonable, disapproving and acrimonious. The change agent leaves Michael with ultimate despair and there it ends.
“It’s the same, only better.”
“How’s the patient?”
“They can’t die.”
“He was going to come after you.”
“Enough time to take over.”
“It’s their Eden Michael, we’re not invited.”
Raina is wearisome. Agent 33 is indifferent, self-centred and increasingly hostile. Why don’t SHIELD rescue Agent 33? Why are they exclusionary and glibly oblivious to her? Skye and May know Grant killed his family and have surging anger toward him. This episode was idiotic and deplorable. Mockingbird is testy, crabby and talks in a dull monotone. SHIELD arrogantly brushed Grant aside and fiercely criticise him and are generally intolerable. I don’t care about Simmons’ anger and distress. Skye is a vulgar, entitled, pompous, aloof, soi-distant callous fake intellectual convinced of her own intellectual superiority over the rest of the human race.
Mockingbird invalidates Simmons’ valid defence. Nobody cares about Grant’s familial rage and trauma. I feel active loathing for the ‘heroes’. What is Mockingbird and her bored, disdainful expression plotting? This episode was facile, flimsy, unsatisfactory and centred on thick, spoilt, greasily lazy humblebraggers. I don’t care about the gratuitous sex or gratuitous martial arts. Hunter the liberal Oxbridge male type or the relentlessly middle class smug liberal vibe.
There is no emotional chaos, broken glamour, profundity or anything authentic in this. Fitz is a human Siri and he’s on the chirpse. Coulson’s boastful tone drowns out Simmons’ words. Fitz is uncaring, selfish, work-shy, demeaning, frivolous and makes grinding ceaseless demands. He has cast Simmons’ aside for not wanting to gobble his todger. The shallowness of this show is unbelievable, there is no moral dilemma and everything is motivated by self-gratification.
Skye has a cool response and is good for nothing. Raina coaxes and wheedles. SHIELD engages in uncivilised affray. This show debuted with too much promise and unrealistic expectations. Trip is an automaton with no justifiable claim to any human reactions. Mack is indolent. Skye has fictitious virtue and is not endearing. There is a mention of the Kree and they are not culturally benevolent. Skye pokes at the gigantic benefits plasma TV on the bus. Hydra board the bus. A SHIELD member flies with the angels. Grant smugs and has underlying purpose. He out-insanes his mentor. This not resonant and has no creative destruction. May is less edifying with each ep and Coulson dictates absolute values to other people that he himself does not observe.
“Nine visual cues to put you away. Maybe ten.”
“Trying desperately hard not to look conspicuous.”
“Sounds a little ‘Harry Potter’ to me.”
“He’s a data broker.”
“Kicked out of his own company.”
“Modern elevators do not freefall Miss Shaw.”
“Just suck on the ice.”
“This woman is totally psychotic.”
“YOU TOOK HIM FROM ME!”
“Whatever your grief is coughing up.
“Some horrible LA cliché.”
“This gutterhole that she put me in.”