Tyreese didn't even get to scribble, "Got my arm. Didn't get me," on any doors.
Tyreese didn't even get to scribble, "Got my arm. Didn't get me," on any doors.
Perhaps 45 minutes is an exaggeration, but it took longer than it should have. And so what if I'm nitpicking?
Possible, yep.
Actually, I don't think the Malick comparison is too far off: the episode was boring and pretentious and a total waste of time. Just like Malick's insufferable films.
To that, my response would be to say, yes.
They had Ws carved into their heads, and some graffitti on a wall inside the subdivision said "Wolves inside" (or "wolves are here," I don't recall exactly). I don't think I'm incorrect in assuming that the "Wolves" carved in the Ws and we will be seeing them at some point.
TOTALLY. I hated this episode so much, and that's one big reason why. At the very least they would have belted his arm tight before they sliced it off, like they did with Herschel.
I'm coming in very late, but I have to say that "Stories are a great way to highlight the worst of men, but maybe we'd be better off if we wrote a lot more that showed the very very best of men," is a beautiful line—and a beautiful sentiment. I'm a writer myself and it has literally brought tears to my eyes (lines…
Yeah, that was pretty ick for this American, too. Tasteless.
Hey, I meant to return and add that if I sounded like I was going off on you I didn't intend to; the ending irritated me, not you/your comment (I was prevented from doing so by dinner prep/serving/eating). I'm honestly glad you liked it. :-) I wish I had, because I was so excited that we were finally going to find…
Agreed. He was supposedly irresponsible and abusive (or at least borderline abusive). I think we might have met him once. He came to town and she was going to give him another chance but he was cheating or something? I could be thinking of some other show, but I seem to recall him breaking into her house or just…
You are entitled to your opinion, yes. You are not entitled to slap diagnoses on people randomly because you think your identifying with a character must mean they are autistic. It doesn't. Nor does your not identifying with a character mean that character is not autistic.
Thanks, Neal. How polite and kind of you.
Is your doctorate in neurology, psychiatry, or clinical psychology? Are you licensed, and if so, do you make a habit out of diagnosing people to whom you have never spoken and with whom you have never interacted, much less fictional characters?
Yeah, but what about all the stuff with Dale the Whale, and the trip to NYC, etc.? All through the series we got heavy hints that Trudy's death was linked to some big story she was investigating or some major conspiracy, and then we're told no, actually, it had nothing at all to do with that. And if Monk had just…
Monk isn't autistic.
Actually, Ricky/Desi was "first" because Lucille Ball insisted upon it. They tried to give her first billing, so to speak, and she refused.
I can't decide if it's funnier that your possibly-tipsy mom succumbed to the hazards of sunken living rooms, or that your aunt not only found, but purchased and displayed a large number of ceramic chickens in her sunken living room.
Ugh. Hated this show, and all those shows and movies that were basically just baby boomers jerking off. Yes, we get it, you love yourselves so so so much and everything you ever did was so so so special and the very best ever.
I hated that deux ex machina ending, though. All the clues about Trudy's murder they planted throughout the series turned out to be nothing? The answer was right there on a videotape the whole time, really? She was going to give that to him for Christmas, really? Bleh.