Twelve Angry Glen: Glen Fought the Law, and the Law Won
SPOILERS....SPOILERS...SPOILERS...
(note: all comments in quotations below are the opinion of TV COMMENTARY, and are posted here simply for discussion purposes)
Excerpts from today's scathing TV COMMENTARY review of the "admittedly riveting" penultimate episodes of this summer's most provocative and controversial "communal torturefest," "Glen Fought the Law, and the Law Won" :
"Look, people. Even at the kill-John-Snow, Red-Wedding, Let's-Make-Even-the-Innocent-Citizens-of-Broadchurch-Pedophiles school of new television nihilism, they teach you to leave glimmers of hope. If only so that the showrunners can dash them that much harder, later. But this...this "show," this communal torturefest passing as entertainment...
"I will admit--I'll give them this--I didn't see those twists coming. I mean, the Filipino fellow juror actually finishes telling Glen all 522 of his personal encounters with the supernatural to date, smiles with satisfaction, and before Glen can so much as smile, weakly; back, pat him comfortingly on the arm, launches into the story of every day--every single momentous moment--EVERY SINGLE ONE--of his adventures teaching his son to drive ('Well, we started out on Woodley, and took a left. We went two blocks, but only two, because I wanted him to turn right. Then we turned right...)'
"And then there's that ending, which you're damn right I'm going to spoil for you, because if the writers of this 'show' are going to be that nasty to us, I'm going to be nasty back. Because people, the world isn't cruel. It isn't out to get us. It's just the world. And this kind of reveling in the shit...the very idea that people would go through all these weeks, and then get led down a corridor, shown into a room with even harsher fluorescents, no windows, and--as if anyone would ever dream such a thing, let alone manufacture them--even LESS comfortable chairs, smile sadly...and lock the door..."
(note: all comments in quotations below are the opinion of TV COMMENTARY, and are posted here simply for discussion purposes)
Excerpts from today's scathing TV COMMENTARY review of the "admittedly riveting" penultimate episodes of this summer's most provocative and controversial "communal torturefest," "Glen Fought the Law, and the Law Won" :
"Look, people. Even at the kill-John-Snow, Red-Wedding, Let's-Make-Even-the-Innocent-Citizens-of-Broadchurch-Pedophiles school of new television nihilism, they teach you to leave glimmers of hope. If only so that the showrunners can dash them that much harder, later. But this...this "show," this communal torturefest passing as entertainment...
"I will admit--I'll give them this--I didn't see those twists coming. I mean, the Filipino fellow juror actually finishes telling Glen all 522 of his personal encounters with the supernatural to date, smiles with satisfaction, and before Glen can so much as smile, weakly; back, pat him comfortingly on the arm, launches into the story of every day--every single momentous moment--EVERY SINGLE ONE--of his adventures teaching his son to drive ('Well, we started out on Woodley, and took a left. We went two blocks, but only two, because I wanted him to turn right. Then we turned right...)'
"And then there's that ending, which you're damn right I'm going to spoil for you, because if the writers of this 'show' are going to be that nasty to us, I'm going to be nasty back. Because people, the world isn't cruel. It isn't out to get us. It's just the world. And this kind of reveling in the shit...the very idea that people would go through all these weeks, and then get led down a corridor, shown into a room with even harsher fluorescents, no windows, and--as if anyone would ever dream such a thing, let alone manufacture them--even LESS comfortable chairs, smile sadly...and lock the door..."
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