If only the breakup scene could have been shirtless, too.
Oh, Fletcher. We hardly knew ye.
But don’t worry about that basic white guy shirtlessness deficit. Adam’s got that covered.
Although, to be fair, it doesn’t really take much to be better than Riverdale these days.
I’ve gotta say, I was getting my absolute life this episode. I wrote the phrase “Fuck, I love Dynasty” in my notes more than once.
Even dear Cristal got to shine this episode.
Dynasty is my one shining light against the apocalypse that is 2020 so far.
Spoilers be damned, the world deserves to feel the same relief I did.
I mean, Adam doesn’t die either and it turns out the fall wasn’t that bad, anyway.
But it’s the principle of the matter!
The principle being Liam’s continued stranglehold on my libido.
More like I’ll miss you only.
… Maybe Alice, too.
I’m doing it. I’m standing up for myself.
Because what’s braver than complaining on an obscure blog about a TV show that has millions of fans and will never even know about me?
Nothing. Nothing’s braver.
Don’t do it, CW! Dare to defy!
Did you really think Dynasty could get everyone into a courtroom and then resist
trotting out the Alexis reveal?
And I’m so glad for their lack of willpower. Because it is camp, bitch.
Still kinda waiting for Nathalie Kelley to jump out of a box, though. That would be the gag of the entire series.
I often joke about how this show is made for me. But, like, what if it actually was?
It was going to be a tough ask to compete with the
Thanksgiving episodes of seasons past ( could anything ever out-gay the Wizard of Oz fantasy sequence?), and this episode sadly doesn’t live up to those standards.
But goddamn, the closing scene got me in what I will happily proclaim is the gag of the season.
And with dreamy bedroom eyes Liam opening the episode, it’s not a bad sandwich. The turkey’s just a little dry in the middle. That’s all.
I’m basically taking a pass on this week’s episode.
Save for a last second reveal that I don’t care much about (and if we’re talking last second reveals, Riverdale ain’t got nothing on this week’s Dynasty), Betty’s only here to do legwork for Jughead’s stupid boarding school subplot.
Let’s get this shit on so we can go home.
Isn’t it amazing that the gayest show on television also has the best heterosexual romance, too? God bless Dynasty.
After suffering through
Nancy Drew and Riverdale each week, I’m so grateful to wash the taste of that shit out of my mouth with a cool, refreshing Dynasty.
I honestly don’t know what I’d do without it. It’s the only thing I genuinely look forward to each week.
Sorry, Supergirl. You gotta get it together, honey.
George already did. And Stoner Guy is so bland and white that a Dynasty love interest role is just begging for him.
Almost a year to the day since the last new
CW shows that I discontinued, and it’s Nancy Drew’s turn to be thrown away.
Unlike Charmed, however, I don’t feel any remorse. This one was a complete wash.
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