So, last Sunday found me realizing that The Walking Dead was back. One thing I’ve never been crazy about is how, sometimes, an episode is just about one or two characters, and nobody else is in it. Well, this time was a little different. Although I missed Maggie, Glen, and Darryl, we did have 3 people to watch. I think focusing on Karl a little more now is a wise move. Nobody has had more to deal with in this drama than him. The kid, and I emphasize the word KID, has had his normal childhood ripped from him and has been forced to deal with stuff that tends to speed up the maturation process in a young boy. From the zombie apocalypse that serves as the show’s backdrop, to the death of his mom( a death that he had to inflict to prevent said zombie-ism in her), and the death of his temporary step dad (again, at his hands sort of), to a lot of other horrible shit.
Fast forward to this week, and the group, although splintered, seems to be slowly gravititating back towards each other. I believe that it may take forever, but they will all wind up back with each other. And we are continuing to see why the show seems to center around Rick. He’s just cool to watch, even by himself. Under a bed. With a watch.
~ROCCO J. PENNELLA, JR.