The actual Wendigo did not frighten me, which was a slight problem. But hey, I too had a great time watching.

Not just more important - more interesting. Joe Corbin is interesting. Show, bring back Zack Appelman!

Two, maybe three. She was yelling at Henry a bit.

Indiana Jones at least thinks "It belongs in a museum." Hawley sold that bone flute to Henry and made it possible for Henry to curse Joe Corbin.

Agree. There were some things that didn't work this evening - I just could not bring myself to Fear the Wendigo - but under the circumstances it makes total sense to tie the Monster of the Week to the overall plot.

Remember last year when we were afraid Ichabod and Katrina's son was going to be like Connor? Oh, those innocent times.

There was one huge plus this evening that I'm surprised wasn't talked about more in the review: we got John Noble being seriously fucking evil, and that bit was SO COOL. Poor Irving.

Here's his website, with resume and everything: http://zachappelman.com/

Did he say "wire-haired," maybe? I didn't hear it, and he couldn't possibly have said "white."

Whoops, spoke too soon. I did see him in War Horse at Lincoln Center, though he wasn't one of the leads. Nice website.

A bit, yeah! His name is Zach Appelman, so … close? Don't think I've seen him before.

Two of the best moments. I enjoyed the yoga stuff as well, sue me. "The downward facing of our dogs."

And so say all of us.

It's mostly not too early to say that Hawley was a mistake. He appeared and I started shouting "Where the fuck is Jenny?" at the television. Not for very long, but still.

"Yeah, well, Lao Tzu never had to hunt down a Wendigo."

And Big Bang Theory, yes?

Yes, Pestilence. We did not, however, see the Face of Pestilence.

Velma is more into Daphne, I believe.

Perhaps Moloch offers Purgatory Enrichment Courses -"Make the most of your time with us!" If I were the Ghost of Andy I'd want to know what the hell happened @ 230 years ago that landed me in this mess.

Reminds me - not for the first time - of the residents of Sunnydale, CA, who aren't bothered by giant snake dragon things rampaging through the streets, or the (more common) gangs on PCP.