American
Gods Episode 3 “Head Full Of Snow” 10/10
This
damned show, I swear. American Gods has been great every single week
and it makes me so nervous because I remember feeling this good about
The Flash and it ended up stanking in the second season and I haven't
even touched the third one. “Its good! It gets better!” you say.
Well, so are a lot of other shows on TV right now. I don't have the
time to watch okay ones or wait for them to pick up. This episode
continues the tradition of introducing new gods in really cool ways.
This lady is cooking in the kitchen as her cat watched. I was just
waiting to see her tumble fro the stool she is on. Someone knocks and
she thinks its her grand-kids but its not.
Its a
Blacker!
This
guy named Mr. Jacquel tells her that she is dead and needs to leave
with him. She tells him that she has a TV and her son has a phone if
he wants to rob the place. She sees her dead body on the floor and is
bummed out. Turns out she did fall fro the stool. See, old people?
Cut that shit out. He explains to her who he is, she already knows,
and he takes her to the desert where she has her heart weighed
against a feather. Its a thing. She enters the afterlife, the Duat
they say, after her cat shoves her in at the last second. Meanwhile
Shadow heads to the roof to talk to one of those three sisters. She
ends up kissing him because she's never done it and gives him a coin
he should always keep.
Shadow
ends up playing checkers again with Czernobog and wins this time
tricking him into playing again by questioning whether or not his
hammer blow to the head will kill him or just leave him brain
damaged. Czernobog is like “Cool. But once we reach Wisconsin I'm
still gonna smash your brains in.” Mad Sweeney is on a bad luck
road trip. He gets almost shot while in a toilet stall. He gets a
ride from a nice man who gets his face impaled moments after starting
the car. Sweeney realizes he gave Shadow his lucky coin. He finds
Shadow and Mr. Wednesday planing a heist of some sort and asks where
Shadow left it. Shadow says he tossed it in his wife's grave. He
isn't joking. He did it episode one.
Sweeney
heads off to go grave digging reminding Shadow that he will be just
another strange man on top of his dead wife. Burn! He finds her grave
and there is a hole in the casket and her damn body is missing! What
is happening?! In New York this guy is trying to get a job and is
left to sit all day and the guy never even shows up to interview him.
It sucks. He hops into a cab and he and the driver strike up a
conversation about where they come from. He notices after the driver
falls asleep in traffic that he as fire eyes and is an Ifrit or
genie. He tells him that he believes in him and the genie says he
does not grant wishes. After a touch on the shoulder they end up in a
hotel room having magical desert sex. Like full on man-on-man sexy
time. With flames. It was intense.
I love
how each episode starts off showing something that does not seem
relevant to the story (so far) but in and of itself is a really cool
short story. It sounds weird to say but there are so many interesting
characters in this series that I am not dying to know what is
happening with Shadow and Mr. Wednesday. Three episodes in and I am
still digging the hell out of this show. And don't worry. I'll be
reviewing other shows very soon.
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