Necrotongue

I was pleasantly surprised when Thanksgiving at the Radwells' rolled around. From the Radwells to the KKT house, there was no shortage of amusement to be found.

In the ninth episode, the body count rose once more, but beyond that, nothing really grabbed my attention. It felt like a continuation of the previous episode, which left me wanting more. The second half of the season is losing momentum. Maybe a dose of humor could inject some life back into it.

Jamie Lee Curtis's portrayal of the bloody sport was undeniably entertaining, but the rest of the plot left me less enthralled. Maybe it's just me, but the ongoing investigation felt a bit lackluster. Aside from the mentioned fight scene, the story only perked up with the online death, and even that fell short for me. Plus, Denise Hemphill's character is starting to grate on me. While she's meant to be funny, her stereotypical antics are beginning to wear thin.

Once again, I found myself laughing joyfully at the summoning of the dead. What should I say? Chad just isn't the sharpest pencil in the box. Feather McCarthy's story added an extra layer of enjoyment, and the rebellion in Chanelland was a welcome twist. Looks like this time, I don't have to worry about being labeled a harsh critic.

The last episode felt a bit lackluster, but this one picked up the pace nicely. Chanel 3 really stole the show this time around — I found myself hanging on to every word she said. Still, Caulfield's departure was a bummer. His distinctive style, with no fingerprints left behind, will definitely be missed by me.

Despite the nod to The Silence of the Lambs, I had to dock a few points this time around. The fifth episode just didn't quite hit the mark for me. Oddly enough, even though a lot went down, it didn't have the same spark as earlier episodes.

The story rolls on, not without its bumps and creaks, but there is always something that kept me firmly strapped in. What really caught my attention was the subtle critique of some of our more peculiar and silly human behaviors. It's unexpected in what might seem like an undemanding story, but it adds a layer of depth that I found quite engaging.

I'm at a crossroads where I could justify giving this episode anywhere from one to four stars. The plot veered into some incredibly silly territory at times, yet oddly enough, I still found myself enjoying it in a twisted sort of way. Clauffield's showdown with the Red Devil deserves a special mention though. It's almost like the creators took a cue from Monty Python and the Holy Grail, particularly the scene with the Black Knight.

After catching the second episode, it's crystal clear why they named this series Scream Queens — no doubt about it! I'm also relieved that I no longer have to ponder which Chanel is the dumbest; Chad Radwell effortlessly outshines them all in this department. What's impressive is how the show doesn't demand a lot of brainpower, yet I'm finding myself thoroughly entertained.

Walking into this series, I had zero expectations, but boy, was I in for a surprise! The level of absurdity and humor caught me off guard — in the best way possible. If I were one of those viewers who expect every show to be a profound work of art, I probably would've hit the exit button by now. But hey, I'm just a casual monster looking for a good time, and the pilot episode delivered exactly that!