The titles of these episodes have ceased to mean anything. They could call an episode “Moneyball Squares” and it would be just as effective as “Mad Grey Dawn.” (Yes, I know it’s the name of the painting Riddler steals. It still doesn’t mean anything.)
Instead of my typical rage gif, please enjoy the song that has been stuck in my head for the past week:
Guess what’s back! That’s right, after an extended hiatus this ball of insanity disguised as a television show has returned. Are you excited?
Me either.
Not only is the title of the episode the title of a Rod Stewart song, I feel the plot can be distilled into a gif. This gif:
Yep, I’m still here. In for another week of Gotham madness.
The most I can say about my general feelings about the episode is: “meh.”
Hello. I apologize for the tardiness of this review. I just…couldn’t.
Let’s get this shit over with, shall we?
I don’t want to say that I’ve done this to myself, but…
Last week, I really liked the episode. This week, not so much. If only I’d kept up my Wall of Hate I wouldn’t be so disappointed now.
When will I learn that Gotham is a clusterfuck that only increases in fuckedupedness with each passing episode?
I’m not sure how to start this review. It’s difficult because…well, because I think I actually liked this episode.
I. LIKED. IT. Not “loved to hate it!” or whatever other obnoxious hipster crap I usually pull, I UNIRONICALLY LIKED THIS EPISODE.
What am I going to say? What am I going to do? DO I EXIST IF I AM NOT ACTIVELY BITCHING ABOUT TELEVISION? Am I fading away like Marty in Back to the Future before his nerdy dad kisses his mom at the Under the Sea dance????
Last Ditch Effort 
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