The first season finale of The Flash is finally upon us, and I’m sad to see it go. The final episode spends most of its time pondering the future and wondering what could have been, but by the end it pulls off not only a satisfying, but an emotionally powerful finale that proves that The Flash is not only one of the best superhero television programs of the last decade, but that it’s a show that isn’t afraid to take chances with the narrative of heroism.
The penultimate episode of The Flash’s first season has come and gone, and in its wake it’s left a setup for the second season where Barry and his Scooby gang will do their best to catch meta-humans of the week while also trying to foil his ex-mentor. Rogue Air would have worked best as a standalone episode, rather than the truncated medley of hits that it played as.
How many episodes of The Flash do we have to watch this season? 400? Is The Flash like one of those charter schools that’s in session year round and only takes seasonal breaks for the odd solstice? This week’s episode is all about a gorilla, seriously. I mean, it’s a specific gorilla that has some significance within the Flash canon, but it is just an episode about trying to catch a gorilla. Put your monster of the week hats on, we’re goin’ Grodd hunting.
Once again we pick up directly where we left off with The Flash in a serial move that hasn’t been attempted since the series finale of Star Trek: Deep Space 9. Brave, or foolish? You be the judge, dear reader.
This week The Flash continues its run of fun monster-of-the-week episodes while eking out the Reverse Flash plotline in fits and tantrums. There’s some moreArrow crossover, a lot of kissing, and even an attempt at a catchphrase. If “hands off the meta-human” doesn’t become a t-shirt, I’ll eat my hat.
Another week, another passable episode of The Flash. “All Star Team Up” veers away from the time travel-heavy episodes of the last couple of weeks to fight a monster of the week and cross-promote Arrow. Which is fine! I’m a Felicity Smoak fan (Second Hand Smoakers, we call ourselves), and Brandon Routh as The Atom is fine. The entire episode is fine.
Since we burned you so hard with our amazing April Fools Prank last week, we here at the Woodshed figured that we owed it to you to let you know what Barry Allen was up to last week. If you guessed “Trying to keep up with Mark Hamill,” then you’d be right, but if you also guessed “Pouting and revealing to almost all of his friends that he’s The Flash,” you would also be right.
The Flash is back with a trip to last week to see if he can fix all of the terrible stuff from the previous episode: dead Cisco, not very much Caitlin, Dr. Wells exposes himself (not like that, you creeps), and Joe getting mangled. Did I forget anything? Probably, a lot of stuff that didn’t matter happened last week, so let’s jump right in.
After a somewhat exhausting break, where your intrepid blogger forgot thatThe Flash was coming back so suddenly, Barry Allen is fiiiiinally back to save Central City from a few more weather-related baddies.
This week’s episode of The Flash, “Fallout,” might be the best episode of the show so far. Not only does it hit the comic book beats that other shows based on men with washboard stomachs wearing latex suits miss, but it puts all of the central characters together and gives them a purpose. Also, there’s a guy that can set himself on fire and fly around and it looks really neat.
This week Barry finds love, Caitlin reconnects with an old flame, and Cisco makes a discovery that could change everything for the STAR Labs Crew. I’m very sorry about the fire pun in the first sentence.
Making a TV show is hard work, people. Not only do you have to live in Los Angeles, where the drinks are expensive and every restaurant is some version of “fusion,” but you also have to write entire episodes of television. If you’re lucky you get to work on a superhero show that gets canceled after 12 episodes, but if you’re put into that unwanted position of working on a show that gets picked up for a full season – FORGET ABOUT IT!
Oh The Flash, my weekly respite of speed-based fiction, I’m so happy that you’re back on your regular schedule. This week we learned quite a bit (and almost too much?) about Dr. Wells’ past, and … his future? You see, because he’s from the future.
Barry’s back from the break and I hope he brought a parka, because things are about to get chilly in Central City. But things are also going to be heating up so maybe he should ditch the parka and do his best to stay at a neutral temperature. DO YOU GET WHAT’S GOING ON YET?
Hey Speedsters! Welcome back to Central City. While there may be less abs and brooding on this side of The CW, there’s apparently two more minutes than are usually allotted to a television program. Hopefully they’ll be dedicated to Barry’s love of hot yoga.
Remember when you were knee high to a grasshopper and would sit around with your friends talking about how cool it would be if The Doctor showed up onStar Trek, or what would happen if Heinlein’s Starship Troopers went to war with House Harkonnen? No? Well how about Green Arrow and The Flash? If you’ve been salivating at the thought of these two DC hunks (one and a half hunks?) teaming up then WHY AREN’T YOU WATCHING THE CW? Before I go any further I should disclose that Steve and I are both going to be writing about the crossover, and not to pull back the curtain on our grand experiment like so much Shia LaBeouf, but we’re kind of excited! Anything can happen when you get a couple of beefcake super heroes together!
This week The Flash delivers the much-maligned TV trope of superhero with no powers. If I wanted to watch a show about a superhero that couldn’t do anything, I would watch reruns of The Greatest American Hero. Now that was a quality television program.
Once again Barry confronts an enemy by looking back to the past and using lessons that he thought were meaningless at the time. Fortunately for the viewer, he doesn’t have to use too much algebra to take down this week’s big bad.
After a week away from Barry and the gang, I’m not sure if I’m ready to be whisked away on the high seas of semi-high adventure. Has the week off given Central City time to pick a nickname for Barry? Or are my worst fears true and no one is going to call Barry “The Flash” until the last episode of the season? If I’m right, you all owe me 700 tacos. If I’m wrong, well, leave it in the comments.
What does the fastest man alive do on his day off? Sit around and catch up onScandal? Work on personal projects? That’s what I do. Do crime scene investigators get a day off? Crime never sleeps or something.
The third episode of The Flash opens with the pithy examination that we (a kid in gym, the fastest man alive, the president, errebody) are running from something. And just like that, a fun show about a dork in a red suit who fights other dorks in less red suits became preachy. If I want to listen to a philosophical monologue on the terror of everyday survival, I’ll put on Bill Clinton’s TED Talk.
“This is the part where I’m supposed to do the whole intro thing.” – Barry Allen, 2014, every episode of The Flash. So three things: 1. I thought the conceit of Barry Allen telling The Audience/Arrow would be thrown out by now. 2. Will every episode be punctuated by an appearance from Arrow? I know they’re friends in real life (i.e., the DC universe) but does Flash show up all the time onArrow? 3. Haven’t you heard of in medias res? Take a film class Barry, gaw!
Here are the things I know about The Flash: He is very fast (all of the time? Some of the time? He controls it? It controls him – similar to the husband ofThe Time Traveler’s Wife/Nutty Professor?). He has a red suit, or possibly a rust-colored suit (if this is a show about oxidation, I quit). I know that he used to wear an upside-down wok on his head until the PC police put him in red leather. And I know that Warner Brothers tried all of this before, about 24 years ago. I vaguely remember a Flash television show, but in the way I remember Viper and pogs. They were all certainly things that existed and that I passed on in favor of playing Legend of Zelda and carrying alternating copies of Shakespeare’s complete works with me wherever I went in hopes of impressing older, more cultured women.