Let’s remember last week’s episode where it starts with Maggie crying, Daryl eating worms, dead frogs, and this Maggie / Sasha exchange:
Maggie: “How much longer we got?”
Sasha: “60 miles”
Maggie: “I wasn’t talking about that.”
This week’s was (not literally) The Wonderful World of Disney.
It’s still the Walking Dead, however, and although hope has poked its head, Rick is there to unnervingly remind us that he’s unstable and paranoid and, what’s worse, it’s probably for good reason as the group’s last two encounters with camps went badly.
The question is, of course, do we trust Aaron? My personal take is that although Rick is giving off breakdown vibes, his take on the situation is to NOT go down some people’s definition of insanity – doing the same thing expecting different results.
Even if all of the evidence is swinging Aaron’s way, we KNOW that Alexandria isn’t going to turn out well. We wouldn’t get much enjoyment out of seeing everyone settle down: Daryl making worm pies, Judith growing up thinking it’s better in DC, etc. Even without the meta-analysis, I don’t trust Aaron. He’s TOO nice and TOO ready with an answer. As Rick weirdly notes, “it’s hard to trust anybody who smiles after getting punched in the face.”
On the other hand, we’ve all been through this before, with lots of shouting, screaming, Carol blowing shit up, etc. So, maybe something new is going to happen that doesn’t resemble a shitstorm. There are poop clouds on the horizon, though, at least.
Another interesting development is that Michonne stepped up, disagreed with Rick and is assuming some leadership duties. It’s a welcome development for both characters as Rick needs to “let go,” and Michonne is bad-ass and seems to make sound judgments.
Cool sequences: Flare-zombie-eye and zombie-demolition-derby. That derby was gross, man, gross.
Body count: A shitload of zombies.
I’d like to end with another poop metaphor, but I’ve evacuated my idea-bowels. Ha.