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sabThoughts on Farscape 401, Crichton Kicks, over blog way
I'll LJ-cut here, because I can, for some moderate spoilers for 402:
Jool's toast. I can't figure old bat-ears out. D'Argo's got something up his sleeve and Chiana's not thrilled. But that's not the point.
Grayza has some weird-ass voodoo sweat, which makes her the ickiest new villian we've had in ages. Braca sold out, like we knew he would. But that's not the point either.
The point is: POOR SCORPIUS. Swear to god, I had to bite my hand. It seriously twisted my stomach to see Scorpius like that. And despite the fact that the episode was some bizarre Justin Monjo fever dream, it's been a long time since something made me yelp out loud. And, just. poor, poor Scorpius.
and that's all I've got, lost in the desert and too hot to think. That, and the fact that it's Wednesday tomorrow.
I'll LJ-cut here, because I can, for some moderate spoilers for 402:
Jool's toast. I can't figure old bat-ears out. D'Argo's got something up his sleeve and Chiana's not thrilled. But that's not the point.
Grayza has some weird-ass voodoo sweat, which makes her the ickiest new villian we've had in ages. Braca sold out, like we knew he would. But that's not the point either.
The point is: POOR SCORPIUS. Swear to god, I had to bite my hand. It seriously twisted my stomach to see Scorpius like that. And despite the fact that the episode was some bizarre Justin Monjo fever dream, it's been a long time since something made me yelp out loud. And, just. poor, poor Scorpius.
and that's all I've got, lost in the desert and too hot to think. That, and the fact that it's Wednesday tomorrow.
