The scene in the prison was pointless, and disappointing. We can already imagine how Ray feels about the guy, there is nothing to get from that conversation.

With Frank's luck he'd get jacked before he got out of town and put out on the side of the highway. Final scene: Cisco Kid drives off at the helm with Jordan riding shotgun, hurling obscenities out the window at Frank and flying a bird in the rear view mirror.

I think Frank and Ray would have both been better off if they had just shot each other at the table. With Jordan standing by in reserve to make sure the job was finished right.

Does seem to be a peculiar casting choice, other than they seemed to be going for the full "red-headed stepchild" theme, thus painting Ray as just that much more pitiful by insinuation. Just felt so sad to see that fat little kid ensconced on the couch watching Friends and scarfing down pizza and cokes, while Ray…

If I were Frank, I think I'd be heeding his wife's earlier suggestion that they just hang it up and find another line of work elsewhere now. The Mexicans just owned him with that last twist, and I'm thinking Cisco Kid/Sancho Panza has a personal score he's itching to settle now too. He is SO out of his league on all…

Carrion birds at that. An important legal distinction.

I just feel sorry that a real kid has to play that part. He's already fat as hell, a redhead, and inhabiting a real bummer of a situation. And the real life actor, Trevor Larcom, actually lives with at least two of those attributes. A quick IMDB search reveals that one of his other movies (2014 release) is entitled…

Or, it could be that Season Two has presumed twice the amount of audience interest and buy in to admittedly complex plot and character developments based on Season One reviews and been sorely disappointed? Don't know that that's the case, but it's certainly within the realm of possibility.

Like mother like son, or the insanity doesn't fall far from the source. Although, the fact that they're arguing over a mere $20K might say it better.

That might be the problem in a nutshell right there. Most (enough) of us have gotten used to binge watching these things that the format - episodic TV drawn out over 6-12 hours - is no longer satisfying on a weekly basis.

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I think the whole film school method of viewing and reviewing dramatic performances (yes, even on TV!) has it's (major!) limitations. Yes, it's useful for analyzing "dramatic elements" and all that, but at some point it becomes so much "mental masturbation", to borrow a woefully strained term.

The only question is, do you find it entertaining and worthwhile or not. All the rest is just so much internet bullshit.

Stray comment: Colin Farrell is just one god-damned handsome MF (with or without the mustache) and sucks the air out of any scene he's in, and the rest of us poor fucks should just be glad that he and his leaves anything for the rest of us. Taylor Kitsch? A mere piker.

Prolly just me, but I swear to god I see Johnny Depp hiding behind them Foster Grant's as Frank's "Cisco Kid." Honorable Mention, Deputy Junior from Reno 911.

And this, posted earlier:

CC on and multiple viewings is the only way to go, provided you're interested enough to go to the trouble.

Points for visceral rant. I'm about to rewatch the episode for the 2nd time, and I find I can't even begin to discuss it until I've done so. That said, the first time around last night wasn't bad at all. There definitely *does* seem to be a lot of pent up hostility toward TD s2 thus far, some justified, but much not,…

Overwrought indeed.

Just picked up this Lera Lynn video off YouTube, which might be one of the more compelling parts of Season Two so far.