I had hesitated to write this post. After more than a decade since Veronica Mars became my favourite TV show of all time (sorry, 30 Rock), she’s back, bitches. And she knows everything.
But would I have anything valuable to say?
Nah, not really, it turns out. And that’s a good thing. Also, I’m not usually one to be squeamish about spoilers, but here’s your warning.
At multiple points while watching this episode I had to pause to genuinely shout at how stupid and bad this show has become.
And while I would usually be the kind of person to play that old standard of “I’d rather be mad at something than apathetic at something” when it comes to bad entertainment, I don’t believe I’d use that on Riverdale.
At this point, I’ll take unambitious, tepid Riverdale over this overblown garbage if it means no more evil board games, mafiosos, gangs, cults, or hallucinatory candy drug scourges.
I’ve had enough, man.