Monday, January 17, 2011

Buffy S4E6 Wild at... shoot, what rhymes with heart?

In which Oz finally get’s his werewolf ass snatched up in a bear trap CLACK CLACK and gets kicked off the show to the sounds of much rejoicing.

Would it kill the producers get a decent band for these fake Bronze gigs? Is it that hard to find a talented band to appear on a network TV show? OK, one of the ass networks, but whatever, I’m sure they could go to any decent club in LA and find better groups that would appear free of charge in exchange for the exposure. Or maybe that’s what they did and the producer’s taste in music really is similar to that of an army latrine.

Uh oh, Oz and Willow are having relationship difficulties, which is about as fun to watch as copper oxidizing, which can take a long as decades, so what I’m saying is they’re both boring as fuck. Their main issue stems from Oz boning a chubby blond chick who is also a werewolf. SNOOZE. Everyone knows the best werewolf romance is found in the 1985 New Mutants Special Edition #1 featuring the Scottish mutant teenage girl Wolfsbane and Hrimhari the young Wolf Prince of Asgard, as depicted by the masters Chris Claremont, Arthur Adams and Terry Austin.

Good lord! This band is atrocious. That chubby chick sings like dying whales fuck. Like Madonna with down syndrome. Like Sloth from the fucking Goonies.

Willow is so distraught by Oz’s bestial infidelities that she spacily walks right into oncoming traffic, only to be saved by goofy teacher’s assistant guy from professor robo bitch’s poorly informed psych class. They keep giving that guy scenes so I assume at some point we’ll learn that he has super powers too. Maybe he’ll have a cool ability, like laser beam eyes or belching the alphabet.

I really hope the douche commandos and shit psych class people end up having some quality plot pay off at some point because this season is tanking in a hurry. I thought the first few episodes were fine but these last two were straight up ass. Ok, werewolf Oz biting the other werewolf’s neck to death was all right. I guess. BUT NOT GOOD ENOUGH. DEE MINUS.

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