Less than twenty-four hours till the season two finale of Better Call Saul! Last week the internet exploded when an astute fan with too much time on her hands, unscrambled the first letter of each season two episode title to discover the Tiffany Easter egg within. As we all now know (unless we’ve been unplugged for a week) the letters spell, “FRINGS BACK.” We’ll forgive the writers for leaving out the apostrophe (just this once).
But whether or not our favorite super-villain is back, there are still plenty of questions that need answers: Has Kim finally had enough? Is Chuck going to live? And when exactly will Jimmy emerge as criminal lawyer and lord of the underworld, Saul Goodman? You’ll get some real answers tonight, but in the mean time, read my purely speculative thoughts over at Happy Nice Time People, and please feel free to comment with your own theories and ideas!
Shondaland brings us yet another new series – or in this case a mid-season replacement, meaning the network was maybe a little skittish, which turns out they had a right to be.
Alice Vaughn is a gorgeous private investigator working for corporations and rich folks. She’s engaged to Mr. Perfect, Christopher Hall, a high finance type, whom she meets not-so-cute when he comes to her firm to do some bidness, but then tells her he’s going elsewhere because he claims he’s already too interested in her. They’re engaged within five seconds, which doesn’t set off her spidey-sense, but in real life wouldn’t she have done some serious background checking? Especially given that he appears to have no friends, and all his relatives are conveniently dead? And he has that strange habit of ducking his head whenever anyone tries to snap his photo? And given that’s she’s a pro and all? Wouldn’t she, you know, google him, maybe? Just to see what turn up? (To read the rest of this fascinating review, head over to Happy Nice Time People where you can follow all my snarky television recaps and reviews.)
So I haven’t posted in forever. Some of this may have been owing to a crisis in confidence, the belief that I have no audience so what’s the point in actually putting words down even virtually? Yeah, I know, shouldn’t I be past all that by now? Something happened, which shook me, the influence of one of those toxic individuals we all come across, te insidious kind who may actually believe s/he is being helpful. Fortunately, there may be a story in there, and when I’m ready to tell it, you’ll be the first to know.
Plus there are those time constraints we’re all under, other projects, paid work, etc.
However, anyone who’s ever come here and found anything useful they’ve liked could probably look around and find more from old posts. Plus, if you want to encourage me, commenting here, increases in my book sales, etc etc will revive me like applause brought back Tinkerbell.
You can also keep up with snarky television recaps and other writing about television over at Happy Nice Time People — where they actually pay me sort of.
I’m also up for suggestions as to posts. Seriously, if there’s something you’d like to see me write about, just let me know.