Janet playing each of the main characters throughout most of the episode was absolutely sublime! Of course, Jason still stands out from the rest of the pack, even while in Janet form.
I feel bad for Matt from Accounting, though... That's a job no sane person would ever want.
Overall, such a hilarious episode! It seems this show can do no wrong and each episode that goes by only proves why The Good Place is one of the finest comedy shows out there, right now.
As for next week: HOLY FORKING SHIRTBALLS!!
...And Rupert Murdoch punched my child with a can of cranberry sauce.
Great episode with some gorgeously lush night and shadowed indoor photography. James Cromwell always commands respect with his air of intelligence and integrity. And quoting Bertrand Russel, to boot. Kieran is kind of the polar opposite here, but Roman's impish chicanery makes for a lively palate cleanser in between tense moments. Kendall continues to rise to evince the show's premise.
The dialogues between Constantine and Morpheus after they found Rachel half dead felt very rushed. First Morpheus says Rachel can’t be saved anymore, Constantine immediately reacts in a furious way… but in the end she was weirdly fine with the unavoidable loss as Morpheus predicted? Her rage was a little too much and too fast, I believe. Apart from that, amazing episode. I’m intrigued by the whole story!
I have heard the exact same tone Carol Burnett used when disgusted with the Wisconsin cheese from many a middle-aged midwestern mom when expressing contempt for things that only peripherally affect them, that exact. same. tone.
Lalo lurks in the grime and filth of the sewers (some gorgeous low-light images there) and yet Jimmy and Kim are the ones getting their hands truly filthy. Their horrific contraption, hastily reassembled with the help of Kim's unflinching commitment to debauchery, goes off perfectly, dropping bombs on Howard's life and career and throwing sly winks at the audience in the process. This while Lalo lies in waiting, swimming his way toward his prey - his sinister intent lurking beneath the surface of every frame, coloring interactions and images with paranoia and anticipation - until the two streams converge once again in the foreboding candlelight of Jimmy and Kim's apartment. An elemental, cataclysmic finale, all of our protagonist's impish machinations laid bare in front of them, but giving them no time for reflection or remorse as a force completely beyond their control, one that appears in the background like a shadow, ephemeral and inhuman, the purest embodiment of evil, punctuates their escapade with the most bone-chilling moment in the series. Forced to watch their torture actually end in tragedy. Gonna go crazy waiting two months for the next half.
Recreating the Allen Iverson "We talkin' about practice!" rant was sheer genius.
"Actually, that's my lint. My lint is oblong. My lint is blue."
I liked the Show, but... Damn its just so weird to see a dork like Gus get so much P**** all the time. It just seems to unrealistic...
