Had I been coherent enough to give an actual post on last week’s Fringe episode, I would have mentioned my suspicions about Jessica Holt. She was too calm and cool with the whole “gonna die” thing. I’m generally skeptical of TV people who can remain that calm. Perhaps it happens in real life, but I’d imagine that when people face imminent doom in a horrible way, they might panic.
Bwah! The Observers can be caught in their own version of a Devil’s Trap! Adorable.
Hmm, Peter started out with his sling under his coat, then when they got to the hospital, it was outside his pea coat. But, WHEW, ASTRID IS OKAY.
William Bell is quite the megalomaniac, isn’t he? I rather enjoy that Fringe was trying to make us believe it was all David Robert Jones, but he ended up being a giant red herring. I had thought Leonard Nimoy had officially retired from acting, but I’m glad he came back for this.
I also rather enjoy that Fringe managed to weave things we’d previously seen somewhat logically into this episode – September’s bullet wound, the bullet Ella wore around her neck in the future (and knowing the timeline, we also knew the pregnancy would be revealed), the ominous announcement that “they” are coming. I also like that despite having these bits dangled in front of us, all the speculation in the world couldn’t have brought me to the answers that were revealed. I’d assumed Bell would kill Olivia, but what he did was so much worse. When Walter saw the gun and bullets, I knew. I knew it would be him, but the efficient way he did it was … wow. Cold. Amazing, as it was still somehow very shocking. I also liked that Walter whacked Peter to get him out of his grief so they could magic science Olivia back to life.
Broyles gets a promotion. A BIG promotion! It made me a little uneasy, though, when he and Nina walked away laughing. I remember the future. I also can’t seem to let go of Nina’s other versions being so nasty to trust this one completely.
I’m not much more coherent this week, apparently. I have to say this episode was filled with glorious, glorious magic science and I kind of wish it had ended before September visited Walter. Meaning, I wish it had ended that way and didn’t get renewed. What can I say, though the Epic Romance of Olivia and Peter is totally predictable and sometimes schlocky, I love it. So there.