i watched that part and audibly sighed with disappointment. there were so many ways they could’ve done that better. literally almost anything would’ve been better.
That whole thing with Matt feeling the painting and knowing it was Heather was just weird.
When we first saw all the drawings of Heather I gasped because I thought he wouldn't be able to tell what they were drawings of so even though the warning was right there in his hands Matt wouldn't know Heather was in danger. It felt like in horror movies where the killer is revealed to the audience but not the characters and we can only watch from the edge of our seats as the protagonists piece things together. That would have been so much better.
But no, he ran his fingers over the sketches and somehow knew it was Heather? Even if the paintings were textured, that's not how paint works. I don't know a lot about being blind, but even if Matt could tell the sketches were a face just by feeling the brushstrokes, I don't think Matt could've realized it was Heather's face specifically.
If Muse had made like. A sculpture of Heather. That would've made sense. But his other art seems pretty stylized, so even that might have been a stretch.
When Matt made the oat milk comment, I didn’t take it seriously? I took it as he read the room (not even in a super sense way) and Karen saying no to coffee was a rejection to Frank, so he thought “yikes” was cracking a joke to break the tension, since Frank was clearly oof. Some people are commenting Matt truly needs the oat milk because he’s lactose intolerant or he’s being snooty and here I think he is being a bro 😆
this applies to both of them
i'm SO laid back, i only care about like 3 things in the world:
my favorite fictional characters and music
every person on this earth and their opinion of me
the crushing psychological weight of being alive
our boy comes home so soon! hopefully beautifully bloodied and full catholic guilt!
frank castle having a civilized interview with a therapist is objectively the funniest thing i can imagine.
a matt and steven/marc/jake friendship where he’s so jealous that they can actually communicate with their god.
If…if his apartment is trashed will he have to move to his old one?
a little karen sketch
manifesting her return next episode
i love it when these middle aged men get babygirlified
Hello, Red.