Well, that was predictable — which is 100% better than terrible. Has Homeland brought itself back from the brink of awfulness? You’ll have to either watch for yourself or read my recap at HappyNiceTimePeople — the blog for people who don’t own a television machine but want to keep up and also for people who watch too much.
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Homeland — Redux
You may now go over to HNTP — home of the bestest recaps on the web — and read my take on this week’s Homeland episode. And oh yeah, I know. I gotta get some new content up on this blog.
Homeland Analysis: Carrie Does Not Play Well with Others
You can read my latest episode recap over on Happy Nice Time People, the website whose name we all have trouble getting right. This post is my postmortem on From A to B and Back Again.
I’ve seen at least one recapper refer to Carrie’s yelling in the Ops Room as a “breakdown”. Frankly, I find that offensive. I’m not sure I find that offensive as a woman who sometimes raises her voice, as a former mental health worker, or as a person with an occasional mental illness. (Like a gazillion people in the world, I have been clinically depressed).
Carrie may be a bipolar narcissist, but she did not have a “breakdown” in last week’s episode. Let’s give her the diagnosis she deserves. Continue reading Homeland Analysis: Carrie Does Not Play Well with Others
Like a Deer in the Headlights
Poor Aayan! At least if you’re stuck on a boat with a CGI-tiger you know who the predator is!
You can check out my recap, now with 50% more snark, over at Happy Nice Time People the bestest blog about television since TWP went belly up. Not sure when the recap goes live, but if it’s not up yet, there’ll be plenty more articles for couch potatoes everywhere. And for those of you who don’t actually watch the television machine even online, you can skim the recaps so you won’t feel left out.
Homeland: The Morning After
It’s so awkward waking up next to a relative stranger — especially when you basically convinced him he was going to die if he stepped outside your apartment and you were the only person in the world who could keep him safe. Or maybe he’s not really that innocent?
Also Saul is totally screwed.
See my recap over on the site that brings television to the intertubes: Happy Nice Time People.