Bottomless mimosas at Cafe Rita and Ofglen decides to take down the patriarchy. This episode showed us the multiple layers of Serena Joy.
When I watch The Handmaid's Tale, I think, why am I doing this to myself? Why am I watching a show about this dystopian misery where women are tortured and raped and gay people are killed? WHY? Then Aunt Lydia hands Serena her ass and Elisabeth Moss earns her Emmy and I remember, I watch because this is great fucking art.
This episode (alt titled, "Two Weddings and a Funeral") was the darkest of season 2 and the Atwoodian girl on girl crime continues. According to my slap stats, no one got physically assaulted during this episode entitled "Seeds."
Much like June towards the end of episode 4 of The Handmaidʻs Tale, I might be a little broken. Broken because our girl June is back at square one and broken because I don’t know how much more torture I can take. Also, if we get any more bath scenes with Aunt Lydia giving out vagina washing instructions, I’m out y’all! Sorry, not sorry, Aunt Lydia.
Last night at 6 pm Hawaii Time, the second season of The Handmaid’s Tale slid into my Hulu account.
One of the many, MANY bonuses of living on this remote Pacific island, is that when a popular show or movie is set to be released at midnight up on the mainland, that shit gets released here at 6 pm. Unfortunately, last night at around 6 pm, I found myself at the beach for a friend’s birthday. Rough life, I know.
Hey. Erin here. If you listen to our podcasts, you'll know that I'm the portly bossy one. Other things you should know about me.
I was once voted Most Likely To Be Told - "Ah sir, ahh, I mean mam, errr, I mean sir?" - at a Wal-Mart checkout.
I once peed next to Sarah Palin.
I have a friend who had her placenta eaten by wild dogs.
And I currently live in Hawaii with my wife Holly.
One of these things is false. Which one?
Now that we have introductions out of the way, let's get to the point of our blog. We are currently podcasting season 2 of The Handmaid's Tale.