Well, that was … Actually, there was a lot, lot, lot of decent stuff in this episode, leaving aside a return to the usual wholesale butchery of the unfortunate people demons possessed. They might not blink anymore when stabbing a person to death, but I still do. One point on this – what, Dean carries
This isn’t a complete breakdown of media images or messages, more of a collection of seriously ooky shit that companies and their advertising agencies think we should find soooooo compelling we have seemingly inexplicable urges to eat, purchase, patronize or otherwise give them our hard earned dollars. I might be tetchy from a headache that
Last Fringe before another hiatus. I’d gripe about hiatuses and their frequency and opine for television days of old, but I think you all already know how I feel on that subject. Hehe. I don’t really understand why Walter and then Lincoln are so nasty to Peter about apparently projecting his memories onto Olivia, like
Supernatural Friday. You ready, kids? Well, I wasn’t. At least not for the first scene. It’s been some time since we’ve seen the whole good-guys-torturing-the-bad-guys thing, and I think what made it worse for me was that they had the conversation with the poor guy the demon was in before the highly disturbing torture sequence.