If ever there was an episode of The Walking Dead that made me want to swallow a bottle of TUMS, this was it. The show-runners did an excellent job of amping up the tension, the inevitable build to next week’s 90-minute finale; a finale that I hope will be better than that of season 3 and season 4.
Need to get caught up? Click here to read a spoiler-filled recap of everything that happened last night. Ready to move on? Good.
There isn’t much more that I can tell you about the details of the episode beyond what was written in the recap that I linked. However, there is something that I would like to discuss about this episode and season in general; the wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey of it all.
According to the bible, we reap what we sow. We should be mindful of our behavior and careful of how we treat others. The idea is to learn from our mistakes and to grow. Funny, then, that our group of survivors seem to be stuck somewhere in season 2. And I love it.
I present these comparisons, for your consideration:
- Randall gets impaled on a steel beam. It takes three men, one of whom was Glenn, to lift him off. Things don’t end well. Aidan gets impaled on three steel beams. On what planet does Glenn think he can save Aidan alone? How will this end well? Side note: Glenn asks Rick if he should have just left Nicholas behind. Rick’s expression says, well…yeah. And, yet, when Shane left Otis behind in order to survive…when Shane wanted to leave Randall behind or kill him off…Oh, Rick. I’m so glad Michonne gave you the smack down, essentially saving your hide.
- Carol is an abused housewife who, from personal experiences and time spent in women’s shelters, knows enough to know that an abused person won’t always solicit help from others. They won’t always admit the problem. They have to want to heal themselves (as she councils Daryl from season 2 forward). Jessie is an abused housewife who does not solicit help from others and won’t admit the problem. Carol forces herself into the situation by confronting Pete, potentially making things worse and endangering children. On what planet was that the right way to handle the situation?
- Lori, who is unsure of how to handle a potentially sticky situation, acts as a siren to Rick, playing to his fractured ego and convincing him that he should just kill Shane to solve their possible future problems, sending Rick on a downward spiral. Carol, unsure of how to handle a potentially sticky situation, acts as a siren to Rick, playing to his fractured ego and convincing him that he should just kill Pete to solve their possible future problems, sending Rick on a downward spiral. On what planet did she think that was the best option?
- Carl, enjoying a moment of spirited youthfulness, frolics and plays in the woods, eventually teasing a walker. Said walker eventually finds its way to the farm and kills Dale. Carl, enjoying a moment of spirited youthfulness, frolics with Enid in the woods, eventually teasing a walker with a cooking/egg timer. Sure, it bought them some time (pun intended) to get away, but guess what kids? It’s also pretty symbolic that when that bell goes off…time is up. Death is coming. Stay in the fracking house, Carl. Geez.
- Rick, attempting to be honorable and hang on to any semblance of humanity, pleads with anyone who will listen, “We don’t kill the living.” Deanna, unknowingly throws Rick’s words back in his crazy face, “We don’t kill people.”
- And don’t even get me started on the hypocrisy of everything Rick is doing now that he punished Shane for back then.
All of the characters are a far cry from who they were back at Hershel’s farm. Some, like Daryl, Maggie, Carl and Carol, seemingly for the better. Others, well, not so much. Glenn started out as a runner, an errand boy, walker bait. Guess what? It’s two years later and you are right back where you started, Glenn, running dangerous errands for someone who thinks you’re expendable. You’re worth more than that. And, Rick? I honestly have not liked Rick since the start of season 3. This speaks volumes towards Andrew Lincoln’s acting because he is such a likeable man, yet his “Rick” makes my skin crawl. The end scene in the street was one of Lincoln’s best performances this season, hands down. I miss Rick. In much the same way that I miss Daryl. I love who Daryl is becoming, but I also miss the loud-mouth, opinionated Daryl. The strong, silent-type, moving like an caged animal routine is getting old. Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.
Once again, Sonequa Martin-Green gave an outstanding performance as Sasha. Her PTSD escapades put both Rosita (who is adapting nicely) and Michonne (who is trying desperately to adapt, who doesn’t want to lose her skills, yet who doesn’t want to become that person enslaved by the sword) in harm’s way. I hope that Sasha can be saved. I would hate to see them lose her over one of the red-shirts living in Alexandria.
I said it before and I’ll say it again, Enid isn’t there by happenstance. Enid has something to do with the other group that are roaming nearby. Call them what you will, Wolves, Saviors, whatever. They are collecting torsos and reanimated heads to use on spikes and guard their domain. And, they are coming. Everyone is so wrapped up in their pseudo-soap opera, hormone driven drama back in Alexandria that they are blind to impending threats.
I’m already developing an ulcer and the finale hasn’t even happened yet. Until next week…