This Show May Kill Me

March 26th, 2015

TheAmericans-s2e0-banner 2My shows are keeeeeling me right now. The Americans is crazy tense. Justified – with the best dialogue on TV – is delightful but in its final season. Teen Wolf still has me, but I’m mostly holding on due to nostalgia for season one, and the continued brilliance that is Dylan O’Brien (and, yes, maybe Peter Hale and Lydia Martin do things to me – MUCH more on that here). Agent Carter was excellent, if a little rushed. I knew I liked Hayley Atwell as Peggy Carter. I didn’t realize how much I was going to love her with James D’Arcy as Jarvis.


But the show that might actually ruin me is Agents of SHIELD. I watched the pilot last year with high hopes and wasn’t disappointed. Then…I kind of fell off of it. Somewhere in the middle of season two, with a sorta perilous but disjointed feeling arc, interspersed with “monsters of the week”, I kind of lost interest. Then I started hearing things. People binging on the last half of the season. People talking about the tie-in with Captain America: The Winter Soldier. So I jumped back on board.




What a show.


I watched the last half of the season in a mad rush so that I could be caught up when season two began. And it was worth it. But then there was a break in the middle of the season, which is both torture and a harbinger of Bad Things to Come.


All of AOS fandom, waiting to be destroyed.


And, oh how it’s come. All the characters I’ve fallen in chum with (that sounds gross, but basically it means that I want to be besties with them all) are in such pain. SHIELD has fallen apart, taking its certainty and security with it. Relationships have been stretched to the breaking point. And, as you’ve probably seen from my many, many reposts on tumblr, characters have changed.


Last season’s betrayals were shocking, but now I’m watching in a constant state of cringe, waiting for other coats to turn. I miss the goofy, off-kilter humor of the first season. There isn’t much room for it right now, when we most desperately need it. But I trust that it’s coming back. And I trust that my babies – I mean, the characters on this totally fictional show – will pull together. The good guy has to win, right? (Please humor me and say yes!)