The Walking Dead:
That was a refreshing revelation from Jesus.
Otherwise, it was a rather slow paced episode where not much happened up until the end.
Yeah. It was like driving by a strip club, visiting the DMV for a couple hours, then walking up to the strip club door and getting told by the bouncer that they're closed for the night. Teasing, tedium, blue balls. Not my kind of episode.
The crazy thing is that the reviewers I watch loved it. Apparently, some buildup and a couple heartfelt moments was all it took to win them over. Maybe it's me, but I really wanted some shit to go down. Not necessarily a character death, but I definitely wanted to see a big shootout. Something, anything, to get this slow ass March To War into high gear.
I swear to Paul Monroe's dad, this season is padded to hell. 14 episodes corresponding to ~12 comics issues. And the comics are only about 25 pages compared to the show's 47 minute runtime. I guess the last episode had to set some stuff up for later, but damn, it really dragged.
It really bugs me how hot and cold this show is. Great episode. Boring episode. Amazing episode. Disappointing episode. It throws my expectations all out of whack.