I have too many things to say about the events of this past episode of FROM. Posting to “the X formerly known as Twitter” just won’t do it, so it has to go here in my blog. Let’s get right to it, because I’ve got quite a bit to say.
And warning: If you haven’t figured it out, this is full of spoilers.
From: Season 3, Episode 6 is titled “Scar Tissue” and believe me, it’s appropriately named. Because if folks aren’t forming healing layers to recover from recent physical and psychological scars, they’re ripping the band-aids and the slowly healing scabs off of the wounds.
Case in point, Jim and Tabitha. Like something out of Quentin Tarantino’s From Dusk Til Dawn trilogy, where two opposing forces unite against a new and common enemy, so it is with these two. Their marriage is on the rocks, but that has to be tabled to deal with this long-term and likely permanent stay in Terror Town (hey, I like that name).
But now they’ve been there for a spell and have had to deal with the attempted murder of their son, a cosmic coma for their daughter, a night in a collapsed home for pops and a teaser of a visit back to reality for mom, so naturally, things have begun to fester. Consequently, it appears as if their marital problems are finally transcending the supernatural plane and has become, if nothing else, an outlet for their familial frustrations. Hey, problems are problems.
I think the riddle of the bottles, pictures, symbols and the trees is starting to wear on fans. Probably because after two and a half seasons, we’re no closer to a solution than when we were first introduced in the early episodes.
It would be nice if subtle hints were dropped from time to time to keep our collective interest piqued. In the meantime, props to Boyd and Jade each for looking for ways to either kill the creatures, get info out of them, contact others for help or decipher any and all codes that might exist in what little information they do have.
That being said, let’s address the elephant in the room that has most fans irritated about the actions (or inactions) of the townsfolk: Yes, they’ve had one disastrous meeting after everyone berated Tabitha for what they felt she failed to do when she was temporarily free/out. But when in the hell are they all going to sit down and, get this, COMPARE NOTES??? If these people aren’t hallucinating, they’re having nightmares or getting phone calls and radio transmissions from the evil entity(ies) that exist therein. People are teleporting and having one-on-one conversations with our horrific hosts and not one person has said to the group, “Hey, guess what happened to me? Has this happened to anyone else? Look what I found? Can anyone use this information?”
Share this information!
Especially you, Victor!
It’s almost like a scene from the Saw movie series where groups are comprised of members, each with a clue, but none aware that if they pooled their resources, they might discover that they collectively have the keys to the prison cell. If it were me, I’d give one person the sole responsibility of sitting in a house designated for research and their job would be just that, collection of information. Then establish a committee to work on things. It ain’t like they have to report back to the office or steel mill any time soon.
Yes, I know it’s a television show and sometimes confusion, misinformation and/or the lack thereof are what keeps the show hopping, but sometimes the actions of these people tiptoe along the edge of stupidity. And trust me, believability is just as important as intrigue. I mean, even though the show was called “24”, we all agreed that if anyone in the government had bothered to listen to Jack Bauer at the start, the show would have been called “1”! So yeah, if the community can tear Tabitha a new one for not attempting to seek out help from the authorities, we as fans are entitled to tear ass for them keeping secrets from each other.
Before I move on, what harm would it do to actually ask these creatures what they want? They’re obviously capable of intelligent thought. And they’re meticulous enough in their planning to stage an ambush, make you fall in love or give you ultimatums about who to save and who to sacrifice. ASK them why they’re doing it. Tell them you didn’t ask to be there, don’t WANT to be there, ain’t looking for trouble, and just want to go home. They just might sit down for a chat one evening if you take the talisman down.
The worst they’ll do is smile at you. Well, that ain’t the worst. History has shown us that.
Victor and his father are together again. Yes, things are strained a bit, but hey, with all the years lost between them, they know absolutely nothing about each other. Give them time. Although scavenger hunting in the creepy crawlie’s caves might not be the safest thing. And by the way, if they can encounter these things while they’re sleeping, would it be a bad idea to try to behead one to see what happens? You might have to, since one of them warned that if they kept sneaking down there, it may be one-way trip someday.
I’m glad that Randall is starting to show a sense of vulnerability. Even some fear and trauma from what he experienced when he was under the spell of the evil essence. That “tough guy / cynic” attitude has gotten him absolutely nowhere but lodging on that Greyhound bus. Up until recently, I was hoping he’d be the next one to exit the show, but after his recent heroic attempts, he’s become useful. Even likeable. It just sucks that the one time he chose to spend the night off the bus, the monsters decided to give him a make-over. I wonder if Boyd’s explanation of why he left him will ever be accepted, if not understood. Lord knows HE’S got “scar tissue” in more ways than one!
And since we’re addressing breakthroughs, I can appreciate Donna mourning Dale, but I honestly can’t remember if the show ever contained any scenes where they were civil towards each other, hence her pain. I’m going to have to go back in my spare time and see for myself. Not that it’s going to change anything. He’s part of the community in the most literal sense now. I’ll just accept life as it was and is.
Just don’t ask me to go swimming in that pool any time soon.
In the meantime, she’s keeping it together well enough to be there and give words of wisdom for Tabitha, who in my opinion, was not wrong in her actions on the outside. I’d have been seeking out those who might know of the situation long before talking to the authorities. Who knows? If she hadn’t flipped out on Victor’s dad and gotten into that accident, she might have learned something critical.
Elgin, stop taking people’s pictures without asking them first. I’m a photographer. Trust me, if ain’t a public event it ain’t always appreciated.
Jade, a ghost bartender is not going to help you get bottles down from a tree. His job is to offer advice and tell you when you’ve had enough. He did just that. You’re welcome.
Anghkooey! Anghkooey! (Put those little girls in kindergarten and teach them how to speak)
What wants to bet this is going to become a “Redrum” reveal moment?
Kenny asking Donna if he can move into Colony House was indeed a sad scene. He’s still struggling with the painful reminder of his home/parents in addition to his low-key desire to be away from Boyd and that community. I hope I’m wrong about the latter.
Fatima’s not pregnant! That’s probably a good thing because Ellis is a blithering idiot and doesn’t need to be raising children any time soon.
Well anyway, that’s my take on last week’s episode. What do you think? I wrote this because several of my friends have asked me to put my thoughts into print for the benefit of all. I’m not sure if I’ll do this from week to week. That’s for you all to determine. If so, let me know in the Comments section below. In the meantime, I’m going to investigate this tree that mysteriously popped up in my back yard.
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