So . . . I take it you guys noticed there’s no new podcast this week. To put it simply, I ran out of time. This week I’ve been with Hobb’s Grove working at a haunted attraction inside a baseball stadium. Weird concept, right? We scare while they play. The fans are the real winners. But after prep days to build a new (read: cleaner) costume, an early-morning news appearance, and the two-day event, there was not much brain matter left to speak about anything coherently. But, I can steal a little time to type.
I planned to discuss Damien and it’s first season. I’ll be honest, if it gets a second season, I’ll be surprised. It’s okay horror. There’s some striking moments and character choices. However, it’s utterly frustrating for them to have the lead character more or less a pawn, even in his defining moment during the finale. Damien makes no coherent decisions. Everything’s manipulated or coerced. Pair that with their insistence in trotting out the over-used selective amnesia crap and I switched from watching the story to waiting for the next death gag. The show needs to take a step back and look at the big picture—one producer swears they wrote it to tie every moment to Damien’s ultimate decision in the finale, but that’s not what I’m seeing. I see the writer’s hands too much. Good television makes you forget it was written, though may the gods help you if you just dismiss those writers who did a Very Hard Job and made it look easy.
And we won’t go too deep into how flat and uninspiring the women on the show have been. One is there to be dragged around with no real purpose. Another is CrazyPants Sycophant. We have Religious Nutjob, played by one of my favorite actors and given such bullcrap motivation, I just wanted her to die so they’d quit beating that dead horse. One was there just to be blonde, cute, and then die. Any other woman on the show is background, silent, or slated for death. We can do better nowadays.
That’s Professional Bitching Lite for this week. To make up for it, click this link for the news footage where I played zombie at an ungodly hour in the morning.