The penultimate episode packed more than a few punches even though certain developments have been obvious from the start.
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This was the first episode so far that showed so little of what we have come to assume as the main party (Dolores and William, now sans Logan), and their absence was noted, but not mourned. There was a great flow to the episode and the backstage drama is coming front and center in a way that is pleasing to this doubter.
We’re halfway through the season and things are heating up -and I’m not just talking about the Spartacus levels of exposed flesh painted golden. In what was either brilliantly planned -or the most amusing of coincidences- this episode featured graveyards, creepy children in the woods, dancing skeletons and a Teddy’s worth amount of blood, just in time for Halloween.
So many theories, so little time.
Following Dolores and Maeve, this week Teddy is the host we get some more information on and boy is the backstory depressing.
Though many of the moving parts in this story run on the same tracks, the second episode provides us with new information and perspective, while moving along the plot, in ways that make the tracks wobble.
There’s something really pleasing about a high concept, high budget show that juggles complex issues and many storylines, while at the same time not taking itself too seriously. Thanks to the staged aspect of the park, the writers are able to wink at the audience without shying away from the ethical implications of a world comprised of AIs.