I obviously haven't read the comics, and I suppose it's totally possible that sword person becomes my favorite character in season three, but I'd be lying if I said there isn't a part of my brain that assumes we're about to take a sidetrip through animeland every time a katana gets involved.

Clearly scimitars are the way to go.

Someone cut off a zombie's head with a fucking katana. Pack it in, folks, nothing can be worse than this.

Well you can hear Randall scream, and at first I thought they were playing it up so that you would think he was dead and then he would suddenly appear and stab Shane or something. Nope, Shane really killed him and there wasn't any reason to pretend like maybe he hadn't or whatever they were going for.

THE WALKING DEAD: Black Guys Carrying Things for White Women

I didn't feel bad for wishing he would die, but I felt bad later for cheering on his disemboweling. It's possible that this show has turned me into a sociopath.

Oh, Dale. Goodbye and good riddance, you impossibly intuitive old man.

The suicide plotline was terrible and dumb, but I was expecting the show to spend a lot more time with it, so I guess I'm glad that it resisted that urge. Anyway, I thought the Rick/Shane scenes were actually pretty decent, and I spent much less time making fun of the show than I normally do. One thing I thought was…

This show isn't very good! I mean, I enjoy it a whole lot and look forward to it, but it's pretty bad.

I keep watching this show in the hopes that it'll turn into an Anson Mount/Common old west buddy cop movie, but it never does.

That next-episode preview with Daryl bleeding out is pretty goddamn depressing. Daryl is easily the most likable, most pragmatic character on the show, and I'll be pretty sad if he dies.