Hi! I’m Luther Siler. I have somehow convinced the fine folks at Sourcerer that letting me do reviews of AMC’s The Walking Dead is a good idea. I am not sure how; it may have involved blackmail and certainly involved black magic.
Actually, I’m not certain that “reviews” is going to be an accurate description of what I’m doing. Maybe it’s a recap. I dunno; I’ll figure it out as I go along. Point is, now I’m here, all postin’ on somebody else’s blog and stuff. Time to break
shi… uh… things.
A bit about me: this is my blog, these are my books, and this is my Twitter. I work at a school as a day job and at a miniature golf course as a night job; my wife and my three-year-old take up the rest of my time. This post is running on the weekend because I don’t actually have cable– I’m a cord-cutter, meaning that I get my TV a season at a time by paying iTunes for it, but that I have to watch everything a day late.
Well, most of the time. I actually deleted Facebook and Twitter from my phone to avoid spoilers, and then my wife and I got up at 5:00 in the morning on the Monday after the premiere so we could watch it rather than risk hearing something we didn’t want to hear at work. Anyway, point is that these will be running the weekend after a show runs, and I’ll throw in some predictions about the upcoming show to make it worth it.
(Holy cats does Sourcerer use a lot of categories.)
PREVIOUSLY ON THE WALKING DEAD: Season One was great. Season Two was not. Carl went missing, over and over and over and over again. Andrea dumbed herself to death at the end of Season Three. Season Four brought hope to legions by starting the first episode with five minutes where no one spoke, had a mid-season finale that gave me a heart attack and made me solve mysteries, killed a couple of little kids, and ended the season by locking everyone in a box.
Season Four was glorious.
So. Yeah. Season Five begins with our heroes still locked in a box, turning everything they still have with them into something pointy and sharp. My favorite bit is where a belt buckle gets turned into Wolverine claws. “Go for their eyes first, then their throats,” Rick says, which is a cue for someone to open up a hatch in the ceiling that no one noticed and teargas everyone. Whoops!
We’ve been hearing about the first five minutes of this season for weeks. They made sure to release this image early to terrorize all of us:
Oh god Glenn’s gonna die Glenn’s gonna die Glenn’s gonna die.