You know, I had to really suck up my pride to pretend that Scream’s first season wasn’t that bad. Pathetic finale and all.
But Season 2 has been a lot choppier than Season 1. So you’d think they’d at least throw me a bone for the finale (and, with its piss-poor ratings, likely the series finale), right?
EDIT: A dutiful commenter has pointed out a couple of mistakes I made in this review. I thank them for their service, and thank you, dear reader, for internally deriding me. I will mark the errors below.
With only three episodes to go (EDIT: It’s five, actually) after this one, Scream remembers that hey, it wasted time building up a pig farm nightmare backstory, so why not put all the eggs in that basket?
Because that basket is shit, baby. That’s why.
Again, apologies for the late post.
This is an indication of my level of excitement for this show.
Which is even more pathetic considering none of my other shows are actually on right now, and I still can’t be bothered posting a review in a timely manner.
And you know it’s not because I actually have a life. Because I don’t.
Nah, don’t get your hopes up. Noah isn’t dead yet.
I’d reiterate my wish for him to follow in Randy’s footsteps and die as part of the second instalment, but if this season premiere is anything to go by, it seems Scream The TV Series is veering even further away from its film forebears.