And now my watch begins—on cats and loss
My cats are old. I don’t know how that happened. The steady drum of time didn’t miss a beat, but I’m so inured to the sound that I didn’t notice. I sawRead More…
My cats are old. I don’t know how that happened. The steady drum of time didn’t miss a beat, but I’m so inured to the sound that I didn’t notice. I sawRead More…
I’m an only child and while I would balk at the notion that my dad was a secret feminist, he always listened to me and took me seriously. Maybe a little moreRead More…
So that’s all he wrote. True Detective is over and I’m sort of surprised by the number of people angry that things weren’t spelled out. Nah, not really. As a writer, thisRead More…
True Detective. Now it’s getting thick. I’m not going to recap so much as give thoughts and ideas as I go at this point. Ledoux. This is the man, apparently. We’re hotRead More…
The episode starts with Rustin in modern time, a little more drunk and philosophical. They start by talking about the devil traps. Meanwhile back in the 90s, the detectives inform Dorrie’s motherRead More…
As a preface, I had just watched Sherlock 3:3 before this, so the first time I watched it, I had a hard time simmering down and this show definitely promises to beRead More…
Will has a session with Hannibal. He looks a little ill and I wonder if he’s starting to think that if Will is so whiny about Abigail killing a man in self defense, maybe he’s not going to be the fun life partner he was hoping for. He looks a little tired and bored with Will not getting that everyone else in the world is prey and he should have some fun with it or just move on with it because he’s not going to be able to put the air back in the balloon anyway. This is kind of how my cats look at me. “Geez, it was just a squirrel. Why the sads?”
I dunno if these are recaps. Or reviews. They’re my my feels so that’s what I’m going to call them. Hannibal Feels. This is the episode I’ve been waiting for all season.Read More…