The season finale has some important reveals, but ultimately falls flat. It’s almost as if the writers used up all their good ideas in the first 12 episodes, but then remembered they were contracted to come up with one more.
The episode starts with Paige’s one and only friend, the god-awful Pastor Tim, coming in to see Sideburns at work. He claims he needs a travel agent for his annual missionary trip to Africa, but I’m pretty sure he just wanted to tell Sideburns what a terrible parent he thinks he is. Just what we all want.
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With Rachel once again away on a super top-secret assignment in Siberia – wait, pretend you didn’t hear that – I’m stepping in this week to recap. I’d just like to renew my objections to any plot points that don’t result in us seeing Felicity’s bare ass, and to question the “sexual situations” that the network warned us about before the episode. I didn’t see any. Did you?
Time to get uncomfortable! I know, as if breaking a woman’s bones to get her in a suitcase or yanking a tooth with pliers wasn’t uncomfortable enough, this week we have some religion, some pedophilia, and ’80s one-hit wonders Yaz to make our collective skin crawl. Давайте добраться до него!
If you’re a fan of really ghetto dentistry and watching people drive around, then brother, this is the episode for you! I continue my quest to figure out who all these people are, and get your DVR pause buttons ready, because we’re treated to a shot of Felicity’s bare ass. Ничего себе! Нифига себе!
All right, comrades! While Rachel is away on a super-secret mission – seriously, don’t even ask, it’s For Your Eyes Only-level stuff – I’m going to be taking her place as recapper for The Americans.And the best part? I have never once seen the show. Let’s boogie!
Season three starts off with a bang, and the series only promises to get better from there. We have lousy disguises, marital fights, and a dead woman who seems to think spying = sexing. What else could you ask for?!