I hate Rachel Matheson. Hate her. HAAAAAAAAATE HER.
And I see a lot of, “Oh, she’s a victim and oh she was captive.” Well, guess what? She willingly left her family to go work with Miles. She willingly created nanites for the D.O.D. She basically told her daughter to eff off when she asked for her help in saving Nora.
This is one of my favorite shows, because SO MANY of the characters are layered. Well done, Elizabeth Mitchell, and everyone else.
But, ugh, Rachel. Seriously.
Also, occasionally Miles. That “black pit” speech? YOU DUG THAT PIT, ASS.
All I want to happen in next week episode is;
Bass waiting for execution, and when it’s really close, and he lost his all hope and will, Miles is coming like a badass by front door. Killing everybody on his way. Everybody screaming, complete chaos and he takes adavantage of this. He’s running to Bass and starts to free his wrist. When he’s doing that, Bass finally shakes out from shock and ask him what the hell he thinks he’s doing. And Miles simply replies:
If you’re dying, I’m dying with you.
I’m starting Life on Mars. I’ve only ever seen two episodes and they were all kinds of emotional, so I’m scared I’m gonna end up having my heart ripped out by a TV show. Again.
However, the pilot episode has David Bowie playing on it, so…
Here I go again!
Well, three quick things.
Firstly, WTF is wrong with this inspector woman? How has she survived working in Homicide? She has ZERO effing survival instincts. If looney Uncle Billy was found skulking outside the bathroom door and then creeped up on me like he did her, he’d get a punch in the throat. What he WOULD NOT get would be a private interrogation in the attic, away from the rest of the household.
Second: why is Annie being such a moron? Ok, so she doesn’t want to believe that Mitchell had anything to do with the Box Tunnel Twenty, so why doesn’t she just LEAVE IT THE HELL ALONE? Really, Annie? Really?
And the third thing—and the least important but I have to vent it because I was talking to my friend Gator about raging, rampant hormones—is the fact that Mitchell, when all is said and done, is rather scary. He’s kinda like a Compsognathas (the little tiny dinos from Jurassic Park II), in that at first you’re like, “D’awww! Lookit how cute! Look at his smile. He’s so cute.” and then BAM! he pounces and shreds your flippin’ face off. That being said, I’d like to bring up the fact that I have major villain issues, so while sinister Mitchell IS really scary, he’s still sexy as all get-out.
Ok, I have half of this episode still to finish. I think it’s gonna go downhill quickly, folks. And scanning the tags hasn’t alieviated any of my fears about what happens on the finale.
I know just enough to be terrified for Mitchell. And somehow, George.
Wish me luck.