I’m done lol. I’m so done that I actually don’t even need to bother to write a proper review because I won’t waste any more time than I’ve already wasted on this show this season. I’m so let down by this thing that it makes me literally never want to get into any TV show ever again. I’ve been hugely disappointed by shows I’ve loved in the past, but never like this. The upside is that it’s only taken me about 3 weeks to go from loving this show with all my heart to to being able to just quit cold turkey. Like boom, done. I mean obviously I didn’t want it to go this direction because it’s heartbreaking, but if the show had to shit the bed, I’m glad it just did it all at once. I’m glad I didn’t get baited to waste my time again in season 6. Now I can just be free of this nonsense. It feels like a relief and a weight off my shoulders. Aahh.
The 100 fandom is tired. Real tired. Exhausted. Like, right on the brink of throwing in the towel. I’ve never seen them in a state like this before. Granted, I didn’t start watching the show until season 3 (I binged seasons 1 and 2 a couple months before S3). So I don’t know what things were like with the fandom in the first couple seasons, but it was still early on then and things were still just getting started. You knew if your favorite storylines weren’t going well, that you still had time for things to improve and progress in a good direction. You knew if there were a few eps that weren’t your cup of tea, the show would probably get back to business as usual soon. Things were still new and fresh. The show had plenty of time to adjust and course-correct as things evolved. Nothing that happened, good or bad, felt like the be-all-end-all of anything. Even during the shitstorm of season 3A (err, granted, unless you were a Lexa fan).
Maybe if the climactic bunker flashback scene hadn’t been quite so … extra – They couldn’t just try to force Bob the Grounder guy eat a person, it had to also be his brother.
“But Blodreina my brother Greg just died in the fighting pits yesterday …”
“BOB SO HELP ME GOD IF YOU DO NOT EAT THIS GREG JELLO CUBE I WILL SHOOT YOUR GODDAMN STUPID FACE!!”
Truth be told, there’s a lot of things going on here that go far beyond a couple campy scenes. Any show like this can easily veer into cheese territory if everything isn’t perfectly firing all cylinders. If you’re even slightly annoyed by other facets of the show, stuff like this starts to make you roll your eyes.
Since this has been such a rollercoaster week for The 100 fans, I’ll preface this post by saying that I wrote most of it on the night of episode 5.10 and then in the couple days following. Then on Saturday Bob and Eliza swept into SDCC to smooth things over a bit and to add some happiness back into the fandom, though it doesn’t change my opinion at all on the type of content that’s going to be delivered to us in the last 3 eps of the season (i.e. probably not what we’re looking for other than a crumb or two). But just for context, the fandom was still about as far down in the gutter as we’ve ever been when I wrote this post/review. I think it adds to the anger levels I had while typing it. Heh. Here it is:
Gosh. I do not envy people who review this show – and who also tend to enjoy it for similar aspects as I do – who have to review it in an unbiased manner this week. It’s been a rough, rough week for what I’m pretty sure is the biggest chunk of the fanbase this show has left after it lost most of the Lexa/Clexa fans in 2016. And what a complete mindfuck really, considering how unfazed I remained through last week’s extremely disturbing ep. I saw 5.09 as something that was very painful and unfortunate but also necessary to drive the story forward. I was worried that it was happening so late in the season, but shit, at least it was/is happening.
Season 5 of The 100 should be called “All Bellamy’s Bitches.” O.k. that’s probably too misogynist-sounding for 2018 but I’m thinking of it as an early-90’s rap song. He’s juggling hoes in different area codes. Like seriously, the entire middle part of the season has been devoted to this. He’s saving Clarke from Diyoza, he’s saving Octavia from the bunker, he’s holding Octavia off from killing Echo, he’s holding Octavia off from attacking Diyoza, he’s holding Clarke back from killing O, and he’s poisoning O to stop her from killing Clarke. What’s next for him? Standing awkwardly in the same room with Clarke and Echo once they’re all back in Eden? Stopping O from trying to kill both of them again once she gets back on her feet? No doubt.
Errgh, o.k. Well, remember last week when I said that with the shockingly long winning streak of season 5 episodes, 5.06 would certainly be the first one to break the streak? It didn’t … I mean, look. It didn’t suck in terms of the quality of the episode itself. It was an interesting ep, reasonably well-written and well-produced. Where the suck factor comes in is purely in terms of the level of enjoyment I got out of it. Why? It was just … rough, storyline wise. And character wise. We had to endure a lot.
This paragraph is something I wrote right after my first watch of the episode: “Even with how strangely buttoned-up Bellamy has been this season, this was the first ep that actually gave me flashbacks of season 3 for him. I mean that in the sense of, I just don’t entirely get what he’s doing. I can’t identify with his motivations. Like, on paper I can kinda get it, but in the execution I’m disconnected with him. I’m totally out of his headspace. This isn’t anything even near the scale of S3 from what I can tell (I hope); as at least he’s not turning into a mass murderer this time. But he does definitely have that similar feel of BizarroBellamy like he did in season 3A.”
<tries to shake off the creepy creeps>
OMFG. This ep … Jesus Christ. There. is. SO. MUCH. to unpack here. First off, I gotta say, this has to be the best 3-episode start to a season The 100 has ever had. Even season 2, which is basically the best of the first 4 seasons … wait – was 2.03 the one where Anya and Clarke escaped Mount Weather and beat the shit out of each other at the Drop Ship? O.k. no that’s 2.04 I think; that is still one of my favorite eps of this series. Anyway point being, season 2’s first 3 eps were more of a slow burn overall, with Clarke trying to figure out how to get out of Mount Weather for a lot of that time, and the rest of the folks trying to find various people and figure out what the hell was going on around them. Season 5, on the other hand, has just been nail-biting intensity almost the entire way through. We got some breathing room at the start with the backstory on Clarke’s 6 years, but even that was filled with quite a number of trials and tribulations and awesomeness. What I’m trying to say is that every minute of this season so far has felt like a full meal. Thank you Bekka Pramheda for our daily bread.
Shew. That’s right. Now that is the season premiere my protagonist deserves. And I really really hope this bodes well for the rest of the season. It’s been a rough couple seasons for our dear Clarke: She spent most of the first half of season 3 refusing to go back to Arkadia, and instead just kinda shuffling around Polis trying to make deals and grease the wheels behind the scenes for her Skaikru and her boo Lexa. It was only from like the very end of ep 3.10 onwards that she was able to get back out there into the action again and be her best self. Then for most of season 4, she had to trudge through an endless slog of the most mundane, frustrating and thankless aspects of leadership, trying to save humanity from Praimfaya and from itself. She almost lost her own marbles along the way too; going nearly rotten and causing me to angrily write a post titled “Clarke is an Asshole Now” after ep 4.10.
Preface: I wrote 95% of this post back in June or July of 2017, not long after The 100 season 4 ended. I didn’t quite finish it and then I got busy with general life stuff, and never came back to finish the last couple sections. Life has been too crazy, but somehow in the torturous last couple weeks before season 5 finally starts, I’ve been feeling The Hundy fever and finishing this review is a decent way to give myself a little 100 entertainment while I wait. So when you read this, keep in mind that I wrote most of it a good 8 months ago, before we knew anything at all about season 5 other than what we got in the last couple minutes of the finale. Here goes:
Cease to resist, giving my goodbyyyye
Drive my car into the ooocea … ha hun
You’ll think I’m dead! But I sail awayyy hay hay … hay hay!
On a wave of mutilation
A wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Way … hay hay … hay haaayvvve
Way … hay hay … hay haaayvvve
I’ve had this song in my head all week going into this season finale, and now that I’ve seen the ep, it turns out that the somewhat nonsensical lyrics actually fit the episode shockingly well. Clarke had to give up her hope of getting to the Ark and say goodbye to her friends. She then rode out the death wave (definitely more of a fire-based wave than a water-based wave in Clarke’s case, but close enough). Everyone thinks she’s dead! But she “sails” away, which in her case probably means that she does a good amount of earth-searching to find livable land. I’ve got a lot of questions on how that even works, but I’ll get to that later.