I browsed Twitter while watching the season finale of The Walking Dead, and if one were to judge “Welcome to the Tombs” solely based on tweets (or at least the tweets that were sanctioned as re-tweet-worthy by AMC), this was the greatest episode ever to air. This barrage of praise for such a mediocre episode left me puzzled. Actually, the general commendations for the entire season are really quite mysterious. So, I have spent the better part of this week reflecting upon Season 3, and I really, really, really tried to focus on the positive aspects of this season. Here’s what I came up with:
1. There are some pretty cool Biblical references (to be more extensively analyzed at a later date)
2. Lori died
3. Andrea died
Seriously – I have been thinking about this since Sunday night, and that’s all I’ve got. This was by far the worst season as a whole, and the fact that anyone enjoyed the finale is merely a reflection of the subpar nature of the other 15 episodes. The best parts of the finale were those nifty montage commercials for the other AMC shows that are still good even after 3 seasons. That’s right, Rick Grimes. You may be the sheriff, but Don Draper is the deputy of AMC.
Also, am I the only one to think that Carl has some valid points regarding Rick’s leadership? “I did what I had to do,” he stoically chides to Rick. “Now go, so he doesn’t kill any more of us.” Carl feels responsible for Dale’s death and learns from his mistakes. Rick, at least in Carl’s eyes, continues to let his people die. Only further episodes will reveal if Carl’s mindset will align him more closely with the Governor or with his sometimes overly-compassionate father. “In this life now, you kill or die. Or you die and you kill.” Oh Phillip, you are so clever with your use of literary devices. Nevertheless, that quip conveys the key to survival in this world, and while Carl has accepted this truth, Rick’s inability to do so is hurting his group.
At least Andrea is gone. Also, FYI, it is not difficult to pick things up with one’s feet. When stuck in a room with a rapidly dying man in a zombie apocalypse, Andrea decided to spend a good twenty-five minutes discussing her rationale with Milton and periodically asking towards his well-being. When Lori died, I felt bad; she was humanized a bit by the end, and in spite of my consistent hatred towards her character, I admit to being just a tad bit saddened by her death. But, Andrea. Oh, Andrea. Up until the end Andrea annoyed the hell out of me. My husband and I gleefully fist-bumped and cheered when we realized she was really gone for good.