It is now clear to me that the more substance the show has to work with, the worse it is. When nothing happens, all we can really complain about is that nothing happened. But when stuff happens, we get a glimpse into the Downs Syndrome of the writing staff. Just a few bits:
Milton gets stabbed a million times, and Andrea just sits there chatting with him. There's no panic, no "HOLY FUCK THIS GUY IS ABOUT TO TURN INTO A ZOMBIE AND I AM HANDCUFFED TO A CHAIR," just chit-chatting. When he looks like he's dying, that doesn't speed her up. She instead tries the 5 year old "if I don't move, the monster won't see me" trick. Oh and how god damn hard is it to pick up pliers with your feet? For fucks sake. When she finally started getting it, I face-palmed even before it happened because I knew she was going to drop them in some dramatic "so close but oh shit they fell" like what happens in every terrible show/movie ever made ever. And um, can pliers actually break handcuffs? Seemed odd. She got the fuckers off fast once she had pliers with no cutting ability whatsoever in her hands.
Town assault: they have a fucking mounted gun that alone would overpower everyone in the prison with 1 guy. They roll in shooting grenades into the towers. Ok sweet. Prison people are fucked. Message accomplished. Then they go into a dark room all clumped up. OK, not a big deal. They aren't military so you can't expect perfection. Suddenly stun grenades or flashbangs or whatever the hell goes off and HELL YEA, EVERYONE'S ABOUT TO GET FUCKED UP. Oh wait we just have guys outside. We didn't want to use that great ambush except to force them outside where they were 4 minutes ago. But at least now they are caught off guard, and the prison people have far superior position and cover, aiming down with automatic weapons at a flood of people coming out of the door. Saweet, people are about to get fucked up. You could close your eyes and shoot and you would hit like 5 people. Somehow no one dies. No one dies. No one. Not a single person gets hit in any part of their body by a bullet. They then change back to physical form and run to the trucks, and I'm thinking "oh shit, this is about to get REAL YALL, HERE COMES THE MOUNTED GUN, GLENN AND MAGGIE ARE FUCKED, THOSE PLATES OF BULLSHIT METAL ARE GONNA GET SHREDDED. Instead the town folk run away. "I fight walkers, not people. I'm not going back there. Oh what's that, I knew we were going to the prison to kill a bunch of murderers when we went to the prison, ie the motherfucking reason we went? Oh yea, I just forgot that fact for this speech because I want the Guvna to have an excuse to massacre all of us."
Now fast forward toward the end. They find the survivor of Guvna's massacre, go to the town. We find out later they intended not to fight, after they heard what happened from the survivor. So they approach the gate guarded by token black male and female (black chick is fucking hot, btw, and also looks half asian), and instead of saying "yo, here's your member, let's talk," they return fire and nearly kill the token blacks before realizing "oh yea we didn't want to kill you guys, I forgot. Sorry." So they stop shooting and instead they put their hands up as a sign of non-aggression. This is good. Putting your hands up shows that you aren't reaching for a weapon. You have to put your hands down to get the weapon and then back up to actually use the weapon. It means that, if this person is trying to shoot you, you have lots of warning. This makes people feel safe. This is why "hands up" is good. There is one small problem with their execution: DARRYL HAS A MOTHERFUCKING AUTOMATIC WEAPON IN HIS HANDS. HE'S CARRYING THE FUCKING THING. "Oh it's cool, my hands are up, which means we aren't going to shoot you." Except if they were lying, as murderous people tend to do, they could have killed the blacks the second they opened the door with absolutely 0% chance of death.
I hate this show. It's beyond horrible. It's like every Paul Walker movie ever made distilled down into its pure essence of terrible and then that pure essence is somehow cloned and injected into each individual minute of this show. I wish I was Tiberius from Spartacus: War of the Damned so I could rape this show.
The one thing we can all celebrate, however, is hurray for Andrea's stupid face being dead.