Pretty solid start to the season, wouldn’t you agree? It isn’t nearly as baffling and full of exposition as Season 1, and the new pieces presented either added to the story, or gave birth to fascinating questions.
One hour and thirty minutes of airtime, approximately 130,000 caps, imgur messing with me, and several snacks later, I come to you with a review and recap of the most explosive episode yet. It answers a lot of questions, creates a few, and gives us a glimpse into the shiny box that contains Season 2.
The penultimate episode packed more than a few punches even though certain developments have been obvious from the start.
Let it be known that when uploading images to imgur you are asked whether or not you are a robot, and this question has never caused as much amusement and occasional existential stress as it has whenever I upload images for Westworld recaps.
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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.