What I meant was he wasn’t going to die.
I did kinda think he was going to guess the safe word.
I honestly didn’t foresee that Kessler was also a construct of Butcher’s temp-V damaged brain. In hindsight it makes a lot of sense.
Also, not from the latest episode, I am guessing that the black tentacles that came out of the dead rabbit are what killed the stretch Armstrong preacher when Preacher was unconscious.
Butcher’s definitely got something scuttling/swimming around under his skin, so this is probably a good shout.
By the way, I was walking by the Royal York Hotel today and I noticed they were filming something for either Gen V or The Boys in that neighbourhood (a lot of trucks with the code name “Marathon 5959” were parked around the block).
Apparently Hughie getting his foot tickled with a feather is going too far.
Gen V is shooting now. It’s always fun watching out for scenes of Toronto.
Toronto seems to be the stand in for New York for loads of stuff. Is it purely to do with tax reasons or does Toronto somehow ‘look more like New York than New York does’?
New York doesn’t look like New York on film–you have to paint Toronto.
What Erik Kain (writer of the piece) is missing is that Hughie’s “abusers” believed they were engaging in consentual sex acts with WebWeaver, and Hughie was violating them by pretending to be WW.
I thought this episode was pretty bad. How on earth would The Boys think they could infiltrate a party at which are all of:
-billionaires representing 38% of the GDP
-the smartest person in the world
-the greatest detective in the world (although I can’t remember exactly how much they know about Tek Knight)
-The VP elect
-Homelander
Isn’t there going to be security there? Eh, no, they can just climb on in and unlock a door. Why not?
Just frustratingly stupid worldbuilding.
And yet, somehow, it worked out. Ridiculous.
I thought the (not-super-surprising, but not quite sure I would have realized it had so many people online not speculated) revelation that Butcher’s buddy was all in his head was well done. But frankly, “the Boys” themselves, putatively the main characters, are just silly and pointless at this point, kinda going through the motions with no urgency, no direction, etc.
I’ve been idly wondering whether she’s — well, yeah, smart, and able to regenerate whenever a brain injury temporarily lessens that; but, given that she’s a supe, what if she’s a mindreader who can’t (a) whip up a cure for cancer, or (b) do a Sherlock Scan of someone’s hands to see that they’re washing more often because they’re urinating more often? What if she can just pick up on someone’s thoughts, to the point where she can usually get the desired response over the course of a conversation, and, well, that’s pretty much it?
I’ve been wondering if she’s in it for ‘the long con’; i.e. Homelander and the rightwing nutjobs are actually her marks. But maybe a twist like that would be pushing credulity.
In many ways it does, but the lower Canadian dollar is a big driver. They were shooting the Schwarzenegger Netflix series Fubar on my street last week.
Oh god does that mean we get another one of those?! 
I could believe that she’s doing that now. But I’m still taking at face value the bit where Homelander shows up, out of the blue, at her place: impress me with your parlor trick right now, and say stuff I want to hear or give me a reason to laser you, and; huh, sounds good; let’s go.
If she was pretty much content to live out her life there, reading books and eating tacos, then Homelander putting her on the spot like that meant she (a) immediately had to convince him she could be useful to him, and (b) has been continuing on with that ever since — either to work at bringing about a world both of them would prefer, or, as you say, doing that on the surface while actually working at something else entirely.
Now, my pet twist is that it makes more sense for her to be doing that as a mindreader — that, for example, she didn’t look at his hands to realize he’s been washing them more often, because his hands are famous for two things: showing no signs of wear even from gunshots, and being covered in gloves. That, put on the spot, she impresses him by saying stuff he already knows, and placates him by saying what he’d like to hear; and that, ever since, that’s pretty much all she does: she’ll tell you stuff you already know about your daughter, if she figures it’ll make you hesitate, or she’ll tell you about having invented something if she figures that’ll convince you to show some initiative — but, for all I know, she’s never invented anything and didn’t know that ‘daughter’ information until that scene. For all I know, she can’t do lightning-fast math tricks, or glance at a crime scene and realize the killer was left-handed. Or whatever.
But, either way, I’m still a sucker for the idea that she was living alone with her books and her tacos, and, oh, shit, I’ve just been placed in a situation where to all appearances I’ll now have to make a show of being on Team Homelander, regardless of whether I start working on a long con. I guess my question to you is: what would her life be like today if he hadn’t shown up at her door? Would she be working on a long con, or would she be reading books and eating tacos?
Or are you figuring that she masterminded him coming to her door?
My thinking was that she didn’t know he was coming to see her, but she’s decided to take advantage of the opportunity that has presented itself, but not in a straightforward way. Just as a gratuitous twist to the story to be honest, because that’s what screenwriters do. But I could be way off!
Things don’t end well for talking octipodes on science fiction tv shows.
This episode was much better than the last one.
Well, there’s one solid “no” at least. And Butcher didn’t seem too sure about Deep, either.
Webweaver wasn’t particularly durable, though.
Yeah, I got suckered by his lament that “I studied performing arts at Godolkin; I did Cirque de Vought in Montreal; you didn’t hire me to stand around like a fucking oak tree.” I figured that, if he was so danged interested in showing off just how much he can do, a powerhouse on the level we just saw wouldn’t have glossed over the sheer damn oomph at his disposal…