The Terror
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For a show about an expedition crewed solely by men,The Terrorhas got a fierce contingent of women.
Of course, so is the faint tincture of the supernatural.
This weeks episode is as moody and evocative as a J. M. W. Turner painting, literally and metaphorically.
Janes no fool: She knows that her husband has his faults (pobodys nerfect!
), and she knows that the men have been gone too long without sending any word back.
Franklin needs their help, she says.
She can feel his spirit.
That may be true, but definitely not in the way she imagines.
Franklin is dead, and his specter hangs over the expedition like a veil.
Heather, by some miracle, is still alive, though in a catatonic state.
Almost as soon as hes separated from Evans, Tuunbaq strikes, and the boy is gone.
Like Goodsirs photograph of Franklin, its a bittersweet moment.
Its ephemeral, a memory left behind by someone we know will never return.
Luckily, the Welsh wig wool isnt so easy to pull over Croziers eyes.
When Hickey keeps mouthing off, Crozier ups it to 30 lashes, as a boy.
The Eskimo woman, meanwhile, is put up onTerror.
Stanley immediately passes on offering her any help, leaving the task to Goodsir instead.
As the audience, we know better.
Weve gotten to the part inThe Thingwhere we know the creature is inside the station.
To quote Ross inlast weeks episode, these men are about to turn devil against each other.
Im not a doctor, but that cannot be a good sign.
Stanleys attitude isnt winning him any friends, even among his peers.
I suppose it depends on the man.
Speaking of which, poor Heather!
The guys out here looking likeRay Liotta at the end ofHannibal.
