Yes, not even Ella and Byron’s re-wedding, as officiated by fucking Aria, no less, can out-cheese the Suddenly Soulmates subplot of Alison and Doctor Dude.
As long as nobody is getting menaced by a ute in a parking lot, I’m happy.
Nothing important happens this episode.
I think my favourite part about this second half of the season has got to be that Pretty Little Liars is making Cece’s murder the new big, important mystery
Because Pretty Little Liars seems to think that anyone, anywhere, would give even a quarter of a fuck about Cece.
Why wasn’t PLL nominated in the Comedy categories at the Golden Globes?
In this episode, B makes a bold claim about how, unlike A, they don’t hide in the shadows, bitch. They’re out here in the open and they’re comin’ to get you.
So, naturally, their approach is to hide in the shadows and send ominous text messages and literally wear a mask.
Well, my hopes of having B come roaring in and tearing this stale, old maid of a soap opera apart were in vain.
Instead of dumping in a new, replacement A, PLL has instead gone for the “offer absolutely nothing” option.
I suppose that’s what we deserve. I mean, we only have ourselves to blame for still sticking with this show.
I don’t know what changed, but after the last two episodes, iZombie seems to have lost some of its shine.
The news of extra episodes ordered hasn’t helped the feeling of treading water that this saggy season middle has been stinking of. And with the Max Rager/actual zombie stuff taking a back seat to the COWs, I’m simply not that interested right now.
Pick it up, guys. You’re Veronica Mars’ successor. You’re capable.