Here we are finally at the end. There isn’t much to say about episode 7 since it went full retard on the Marvel writing. If there was any attempt to slow down the “comedy” nature of the script, they quickly abandoned that idea as shown in this episode. It’s like every modern writer has graduated from the Joss Whedon school of writing. It’s insufferable. I can tolerate maybe one or two witty jokes occasionally, but having every scene end this way is extremely grating. It might actually turn your brain into sludge if exposed to too many movies written in this way. I might be repeating myself, but this show allows for zero tension. It’s like the creator of the show is scared of having the audience perceive any kind of feeling except childlike joy in its overabundance of nostalgia.

The only tolerable thing about this show is the ghoul, and that is because of the actor playing him. He was legendary in The Shield and does a good job here – with what he has been given. Other than that, crikey. I know, I know, hearing me complaining about the show is getting old, but what else can be said? Episode 4 could have been the start of something interesting, but now two episodes later, the show is truly back to being its old self, a nonsensical piece of oh-so-random “entertainment”.

Wow. Episode 4 must have been directed, and had its script written by someone else than did the other 3 previous episodes, because this episode actually contained some tension. Another plus was the minimum of obnoxious Marvel-tier “comedy” writing. However, it still isn’t good, because as soon as episode 4 is over, the show goes back into its normal eternally ironic ways.