Last week Hannah and Marnie took turns being big, fat liars. Then, Ray took a trip to the dark side, a.k.a. Staten Island, with Adam on which we learned that Adam may some how be the most mature male character on this show. And I’m including Hannah’s dad and every man we meet this episode, as we take a trip through what made Jessa such a beautifully messed-up creature. I really hope we get to meet her mom one day, I bet she’s a train wreck. But for now, to the Recappery!
It is definitely time to cut-off Mr. Chomps’ Logo subscription, or maybe take away his Living Single DVDs, his sass is through the roof!
But, um, so, Axel, huh? He’s still dead. But hey, somehow Rick, Darryl and Merle made it through the walker-infested yard to safety. And, after all the BOOM and kablaam-o of last week, this week feels a little down. It’s just quieter is all, I suppose, and silence can speak volumes. This silence is mostly saying that Andrea isn’t a terribly effective negotiator, but I guess it’s hard to negotiate when you’re stuck between a batshit crazy rock and a homicidal place. Let’s talk about what happened, shall we?
This week on a less-special episode of Girls, Hannah’s writing an eBook, Ray and Adam go to Staten Island and Marnie, poor, sweet, sad Marnie, thinks she’s someone’s girlfriend. After that little caplet of wonder that was last week’s episode, plot movement doesn’t even really matter to me anymore. Sigh. But, it probably matters to you, so let’s have at it and hope my enthusiasm goes up, up up!
I think maybe Mr. Chomps has been watching too much RuPaul’s Drag Race, suddenly he’s all about throwing shade. But, in this episode, Glenn did get his authority on, with meh results. Also ahead, zombie herds, bro-downs and lots ‘o ammo getting wasted.
Sorry for the lateness this week, I’ve been socked in with a sickness and went to see Mama last night, which was actually pretty creepy, you guys! Best horror movie I’ve seen in some time. Guillermo del Toro, he gets it. I haven’t decided if he could get it, but you know, brains and aesthetic, he’s got those.
Apologies and synopses out of the way, let’s get to some hardcore recapping…
I heartily concur, Mr. Chomps, I certainly do. So does at least 97% of my Facebook feed, and 12.3 million viewers, so maybe those suckers will come on over and join us in talking about The Walking Dead. I can bake cookies. Maybe not for 12.3 million of you, but for at least 100. Come on, peeps, read, comment! Oh, and since you’re all wondering, of course I Dead-ed myself. You’re welcome.
When we last left the gang, Daryl and Merle were getting something done to them by The Governor, everyone else was either going back to save Daryl, or chillin’ at the prison. Let’s go on and see what everyone’s been up to over the holiday break, shall we?
Last week, SO much happened. So, so much! This week, less so. In fact, the only regular Girls peeps we see are Hannah and Ray. I may rant at the internet a little. Let’s get it on, shall we?
So, thanks to my parents’ old, but beautiful house and it’s old, but beautiful, wiring, I was sans internet for most of last week. It was like being a pioneer. I’m really sorry Mike & Sara, I hate to disappoint you. Also, HBO didn’t tell me they were showing the latest episode of Girls on Saturday-freaking-night so as not to compete with the Super Bowl. Downton didn’t even sweat that shit, yo. What we had in episode 3 was a coke-fueled fun fest and Marnie finally getting some, episode 4 featured a disastrous Hannah-hosted dinner party, real feelings and Jessa meeting the parents. Now that we’ve got the over view, let’s dive in to the drug-laced meat of the episodes, shall we?