Dynasty needs all the help it can get.
I’m only still here for Katie Cassidy.
And the occasional male shirtlessness.
Felicity, Olicity, and Curtis aside, this is a pretty respectable season finale.
If only it had, like, stakes and stuff.
You know. Tension.
Still a better love story than Olicity.
It’s time to break out returning characters to save a dismal back half of the season.
But damn, they know how to get me.
Take it off!
It’s a Felicity-heavy episode, and I didn’t hate it that much.
If it wasn’t for the tedium, Diggle having had his brain fall out, and Adrian’s plan’s uselessness, maybe I could see some hope for Arrow, yet.
I’ve got the same one, but with more chins.
I don’t care what happens to these people.
Have I said that enough yet?
I didn’t. But here we are.
I’m this close to dumping Arrow. Just a warning.
If it wasn’t for Adrian Chase’s hotness, and the Thea/Quentin moments, I’d be out.
Like I said last week, I just don’t care what happens to these people, anymore.
It’s a lazy caption. But Arrow deserves it.
Not even the return of Kelly Hu’s impeccable wigs could make me excited about this episode.
If it wasn’t for Thea and Quentin, it would be a total wash.
“Yes.” -Arrow effects department
This review is going to be low effort, because this episode is low effort.
Something something something Bratva. Something something Season 4 creep. Something nuke.
Is that enough?
Who knew Thea and Quentin would end up being the best parts of Arrow?
Is it wrong that the most compelling sections of the episode in a superhero action show don’t involve any superheroes or action?
God, CW. You got me.
Stephen Amell better break out that salmon ladder sometime soon, or my genitals are gonna forget about him.
Woof, Dolph. Woof.
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