wherethewildrosesgrow--disqus
wherethewildrosesgrow
wherethewildrosesgrow--disqus

If it's the same British production I saw at The Broad Stage (in LA) last year, it's really, really good. It has a framing device I found kind of odd, but overall it was really chilling.

I don't know what to tell you. ;) I know Skyline and Graeters, but not this food. I never went to any Oktoberfest stuff, maybe that's why. (I lived in Cincinnati from birth until going away to college, so I was never of drinking age when I lived there.

I grew up in Cincinnati and I never encountered it or even heard of it when I lived there.

And don't forget how all the daughters get killed off in this show. :(

More scenes with Bader, please. That VOICE…

I was a bit confused during the scene when the Assholes Without Banners rode up because the main one looked so much like Euron Greyjoy.

I would much rather be a woman in 1948 than a woman in 17-ANYTHING.

That weird, half-hug (she only hugged him with one arm) she gave her son seemed odd to me. I don't know if that was a deliberate choice or just bad acting.

So because this adult female character had sex with one man she is a "slut" and a "whore"?

I hope that Hirst has run out of daughters to put on the show. Helga and Torvi look so much alike that it is distracting.

As someone with curly hair, I had the same questions every time she (and her shiny, shiny curls) appeared.

To me, he was irredeemable long before the scene on the bridge. Doesn't anyone remember his casuual order to kill all of the villagers in the scene with Max VonSydow??