So, last week was the first date.
And it was awkward, but it went well enough that I accepted the offer of a second date.
While this date was still a little awkward, there was something different about it.
I began to feel something.
Perhaps, there may be a spark after all. And I want more.
And no, the show is not perfect.
But again, it intrigues me.
I don’t feel like I am wasting my time watching it. And I want more.
I am, dare I say it, developing feelings. I am starting to care.
I see a certain charm in this show.
It may suffer from some horror movie cliches (I am able to pick out the next death a little too soon. And a white guy tripping and falling? Cliche much?)
But at the same time, there is something unexpected to the show. A victim of date rape, trapped in the mall with her accused rapist.
An addict who thinks she is suffering hallucinations brought on by withdrawals.
In other words, not elements you typically associate with horror movies.
So, let us get down to business, and review and dissect the second episode of The Mist!
And, as always: