Thump, thump, tha-thump. Thump, thump, tha-thump. Yes, this is the way this episode opens, with the tenor of a heartbeat. We see both Rick and Shane scrambling to get away from another horde of zombies, but this time that Randall kid is with them. They’re where? At another school? Another deserted waylaid outpost? The zombies are catching up to Shane and he takes shelter in an abandoned school bus. Continue reading
Hi zombies! I mean readers! Now where did we leave off last week? Oh right. Ranger Rick just killed Random Guy One and Random Guy Two, who would’ve/could’ve/should’ve been the most interesting characters on the show, while Shane and Blondie had a zombie bonfire. There’s also some chick in sticker shock at the price of barn zombies, and Lori crashed her car so she may be dead and/or not pregnant. So. Are they finally going to get off of the farm? Let’s find out, shall we? Continue reading
So we made it through the first half of the season where we spent an inordinate amount of time looking for and grousing about long lost Sophia, whom by the end of it, many a viewer never wanted to see again, frankly. But there we were, in the climatic ending to the Fall finale and finally, (Dear God, FINALLY!) we got an answer to where the hell that little zombie chum wandered off to — and it was straight into the jaws of a zombie, that’s where. Continue reading
Well hello there, zombie enthusiasts. Were you as excited as I was for The Walking Dead Christmas Special: A Zombie In A Pine Tree? What? You missed it? No worries, I recapped it for you. Consider it a belated holiday present. Continue reading
And we’re back! Please be chock full o’zombies, please be chock full o’zombies, please be chock full o’zombies.
We open with Lori and Carl at the chicken coops, where Lori throwing chicken feed at Carl. He seems fully recovered yet unnaturally pale. Carl observes that “everything’s food for something else.” So true, Carl. You are no longer the top of the food chain. The camera cuts to Mrs. Hershel in a dark corner of the chicken coop. She breaks a chicken’s legs and stuffs it into a burlap sack. We then see her bringing a wheelbarrow full of broken-legged chickens to the zombie barn. She dumps them on the ground for a zombie feeding frenzy, and we are all secretly disappointed that it’s only chickens. Continue reading
In this simmering pot, which often seems a bit too slow to boil, will questions be answered this week? Will we find Sophia? What is going on at the Greene farm, and finally will zombies rise again to remind us of what these characters really and truly face, or will we continue to only ponder the intricacies of humanity.
Let’s find out.
I’d like to start out this episode with a prayer. A prayer to The Gracious Gods of Television. *Ahem* Dear Gods, please let this episode include a boatload of zombies. Like a lot of zombies. More than last week and the week before combined. Also, benevolent Gods of the Boob Tube, please resolve the Sophia storyline quickly and, hopefully, painfully. Let a zombie rip that little girl to shreds in the most gruesome, horrible way possible because we, as mere viewers, don’t care one whit about her character. Ah-freaking-men. Continue reading
Save the last one. Wow. That’s a pretty ominous title for an episode. It makes us ponder what we’re saving exactly. Continue reading
Is horror now the safest bet in television? By all accounts, American Horror Story is a hot mess: it’s glaringly derivative; the writing and editing seems to have been done by someone in desperate need of Adderall. The performances tend to fall on the hammy side, yet taken as a whole, the show is irresistibly entertaining. Continue reading
Welcome back to Officer Rick and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. Last week we were treated to a close-up of zombie footwear and a lesson in what happens to Bambi later in life. Hint: Kerblammo! Oh, and there’s still one kid missing (Sophia), and one kid with a bullet in his gut (Karl). Continue reading