And one of them is Sibyl's daughter, and he did have that tearful little breakdown when Sibyl did. I can see him being genuinely fond of little Sibyl for that reason.
And one of them is Sibyl's daughter, and he did have that tearful little breakdown when Sibyl did. I can see him being genuinely fond of little Sibyl for that reason.
Yeah, the various storylines aligned well and the cross-cutting between them really ratcheted up the tension at key points. Plenty of stuff at the character level is still bugging me but this episode just worked for me, mostly.
It's the "Come on!" for me that really brings out the overtones of Ten, too. Brrrr. So chilling. And he's also got some of the snarl he uses for Alec Hardy in Broadchurch. So effective to use mannerisms from both of his tormented heroes for this hideous villain.
Yep. But Joe didn't have to kill him—even taking his keys and shotgun and tying him up would've been pretty effective. (And the episode makes clear that Joe really did leave his gun in the truck.) He doesn't reveal he's a Nazi agent to the Marshall until the absolute last second.
It's solid. It does feel more like a Bond knock-off, but it really does have a pretty enjoyable cast.
Yeah, that whole sequence felt unbelievably contrived. I know Joe is supposed to be a novice at undercover work, but he's still been presented as an actual soldier, and that kind of oversight makes him look like an idiot.
I appreciated the Jackie O nod in the episode as well. There's this faint sense that certain (almost archetypal) events are bound to happen in any version of history: a cold war, the shooting of a world leader (though I would've loved a little more sense that the royal couple were Kennedyesque—some fashion mag fawning…
It depends a bit what you mean by revisionist, really! The medieval periodis riddled with it: Chaucer rewrote Troilus and Cressida, Malory combined and rewrote a considerable number of prior Arthurian stories. The Trojan Women, as someone else suggested, is a super-early example.
I see that relationship starting well and then going insanely off the rails.
Sure, but we judge things against source texts all the time. Obviously there's a huge element of subjectivity, since even the visual medium of comics leaves a lot of room for interpretation on line delivery and physicality, etc, but Ritter is different from what I would've imagined a live-action Jessica Jones to be.…
He's so fantastically petulant. It makes him even more alarming as a villain, because petty people manage to do some horrifying things when they're handed ridiculous power.
Not that I've seen so far. The BBC and Guardian have nothing in their live stories, and Hollande's address mentioned nothing.
Yep. That neighborhood is really vibrant and lively on a weekend evening, too. Just everybody hanging out at the cafes and chatting on street corners, some people throwing parties in their apartments. Mostly locals, not a lot of tourists. It was incredibly pleasant, and the people we interacted with were so friendly,…
This is breaking my heart. I was in Paris this summer and stayed just a few minutes away from the restaurant that was attacked, not much farther from the Bataclan. Acts of violence like these always horrify me, but being able to visualize the neighborhood and look back at my photos of lazy summer in the area makes it…
On the Thrilling Adventure Hour, she plays a character who is basically Nora Charles, if Nora Charles were a medium. Her faux-drunken giggle is absurdly charming.
I am totally okay with this turning out to be a situation where romantic timing never works out for Fitz and Simmons but where they are unhesitatingly there for each other always, no matter what. Friendship is its own kind of love, and it'd be a neat way to honor that.
He's no Einar Buttered-Bread, though. (God I love the Orkneyinga.)
Quentin's awfulness didn't bother me so much in Book 1, when the setting was sufficiently fascinating and his reaction to it (and his awfulness) said a lot about the culture he had stumbled into.
It is! I will say that weather systems move in and out more quickly in the region where I lived, so you could have a bit of a squall come in rather quickly, but thunderstorms? Please.
I've lived in both northern England and central Texas, and I experienced FAR more dark and stormy nights during a year in the latter than in the former. I call bullshit on all these thunderstorms hovering over English manors. Write me a gothic romance set in a tacky Texas mansion, del Toro.