The truth is, this post was delayed because I actually had something to do in the real world there for a while.
But I’d be equally happy to say that it was because I just don’t care about Riverdale, anymore.
Because I just don’t care about Riverdale, anymore.
Archie tied up and defenseless (and shirtless) is a good start to the episode.
Probably could have done without the forcible branding of tabletop RPG symbols onto him. Underground fight clubs were one thing, but burning inmates with hot metal pokers is too far, man.
Now the makeup department’s going to have to remember that for continuity every time Archie takes his shirt off. And that’s a lot.
It’s no coincidence that Riverdale chose to echo one of the best shots from the Season 1 finale this week, as this episode is confidently the best Riverdale we’ve had since Season 2 began.
Let’s just all agree that as fun as a musical episode can be, we don’t want Riverdale to turn into Glee, okay?
Who knew that in an episode about thwarting the evils of gay conversion that our true hope spot would be the realisation of just how pathetically fragile Hiram is, and the confirmation of Archie’s unfounded bravado?
It’s good to be back, Riverdale.