Last nights episode of The Walking Dead – Harlem Shake Remix
“Save the bullets for the real threat,” says Andrea.
When it comes to living in the zombie apocalypse, there are a couple of things the humans should keep in mind. First, pace yourself. The zombies never stop coming. Second, pick your battles. Supplies might feel infinite, but they’re not. When you shoot every zombie in sight, before you know it you’re out of bullets.
This is the situation in which Rick, Daryl, and Hershel find themselves while out rooting around a nearby farm looking for supplies. Who should they run into but a one-eyed man who seems to have a plan. That’s right, the Governor surprises Rick but offers to take off his guns as a show of good faith, stating it’s high-time they all came to a truce.
This is a good call when zombies are afoot. All able-bodied non-zombie humans should band together to form a more perfect union. The very survival of the species depends on it.
Meanwhile, Michonne, Carl, Merle, and Maggie are waiting it out at the prison. Merle, of course, is anxious to go do some killing, figuring by now something’s gone wrong with the trio. Merle’s a bit of a nasty character. I’ve never liked people in real life who haven’t even a modicum of tact, so it stands to reason I don’t like them in a fictional setting, either. He’s mean to Carl, and if Michonne wasn’t a stone-cold killer when she has to be, he’d be lousy to her and Maggie as well.
Is there anything worse than a self-appointed town drunk who decides his motley crew needs a leader, so he calls himself The Governor? When they believe in their leadership style, that’s when they’re the most dangerous. It’s also when they’re the most pathetic because they’re utterly unreasonable.
The Governor and Rick sit and talk a spell. Mostly, The Gov spoke and Rick listened. During his ramblings, which sounded to me like he was speaking to shore up his courage and resolve to be the leader, he said some things that made some sense, like surviving by not killing each other.
Back at the prison hideout, Merle and Glenn decided to see who the bigger man is. This has much to do with Merle wanting to go save his brother Daryl, but it’s quite counter-productive regarding the “big picture” things I listed above.
Meanwhile, everyone waits impatiently around the barn while The Gov and Rick have their tête-à-tête, expecting something bad to happen any second. The interaction between Hershel and Milton is interesting, particularly the part where Milton wants to see where Hershel amputated his own leg to stave off becoming a zombie.
Hershel refused, coyly telling Milton to at least buy him a drink first. It’s a good line and one that breaks a little bit of the tension on and off the screen in this instance.
Things got down to brass tacks as they say, and The Governor explains exactly what it will take to put an end to the bad blood between his clan and Rick’s clan, such as they are. He wants Michonne and nothing or no one else.
Cut to: MIchonne and Merle having a conversation about going after The Governor and wiping him and his crew out. I like that Michonne wanted no part of the plan because there was no contingency to save Andrea. Merle said she was on her own and when the bullets start flying she’ll have to take care of herself.
I don’t like irrational people, and there’s something about most of the characters played by Michael Rooker that just get under my skin. Merle is an under-my-skin kind of guy; props go to those who cast these actors. No one could play Merle—or quite get under my skin—like a Merle played by Michael Rooker.
In the middle of all the insanity, Maggie and Glenn decide there’s no time like the present for a little physical love. I guess the heart—and the body—wants what it wants, when it wants, even with brain-sucking zombies watching the fireworks. Giddyup, right?
Rick asks The Gov how he knows he’ll keep his work if he turns off Michonne to him. He slides a map across the table and tells Rick he can have whatever he wants by way of territory, buildings, land, etc. Rick has two days to decide.
Rick, the ex-lawman, sees right through the ex-town-drunk’s plan, which turns out to pretty much be a slaughter of Rick and his gang sans Michonne, who The Governor wants as some sort of trophy or perhaps trophy wife.
Back at the prison, Rick tells the gang it’s full-scale war that’s coming but mentions nothing about The Gov’s request for Michonne. In private, Rick tells Hershel what The Gov wants. Hershel wants to know why he’s telling him, and just before Rick said it I said to myself, “So you’ll talk him out of it.”
Let’s hope he does, because this is where the episode ended. Grrrrr, right?
A decent-if-deliberately-paced episode that set up a big brawl next week; honestly, I can’t wait. I wish I could fall asleep now and not wake up until next Sunday!
Episode rating: 8 Stars