If you have to ask, Kevin, then the answer is probably “yes.”
I mean, Riverdale is a pretty fucking weird show.
But even by Riverdale standards, this episode is fucking weird.
And I’m not sure if it’s even in a good, Riverdale way.
As is becoming tradition.
Riverdale may have dropped the ball when it came to absurd, over the top mafia drama last season.
But how do you feel about absurd, over the top prison drama, eh?
When I said I wanted Season 3 to go back to basics, this is exactly what I meant.
Step aside, wannabe-Riverdale. The real, ab-flaunting deal has returned.
Also, levitating babies.
It’s okay, Veronica. We all do.
So, Archie isn’t just unhinged.
He’s literally homicidal.
As am I. Because Cheryl is benched yet again.
“I may never be a compelling, intelligent character. But I am shredded as hell.”
Again, Archie is still ridiculously sexy. So that’s comforting.
What isn’t comforting is Riverdale’s bizarre foray into Glee-esque sociopolitical commentary.
The third episode of a fledgling, sexy teen show is not the time or place, CW.
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