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| ‘All of a sudden the monotonous replaying of ‘Dominique’ in the stark rec room at Briarcliff feels like a night at the Four Seasons.' |
I
watched this episode back to back after ‘I am Anne Frank (2)’. I
jumped at my own shadow the whole way through and felt so unsettled
that I had to calm myself by watching an episode of Everybody Loves
Raymond to bring me back to safe TV. I’m a tough cookie when it
comes to horror but this episode got into my head and under my skin.
Dr
‘ex Nazi’ Arden is getting sloppy, leaving devoted, devilish and
increasingly busy Sister Eunice to pick up the pieces and tie up all
his loose ends. The power scales now tip in her favour and you know
that soon enough Dr Arden will be putty in her evil porcelain hands.
She also finds time to spend with a young protégée. A girl who
would not be out of place in ‘The Ring’ whose mother is so scared
of her murderous tendencies and lack of emotion that she abandons her
at Briarcliff.
This episode though has far more important business to attend to. That
being the revelation that Kit is not the Bloodyface Killer. Mild
mannered Dr Thredson is revealed as a mixture of all terrifying
serial killers in American history, fact and fiction. Ted Bundy,
Leatherface, John Wayne Gacy and Hannibal Lecter all rolled into a
super intelligent, completely deranged, horrifyingly delightful
character who can change personalities on a knifes edge.
Lana
Winters is in really big trouble. Dr Thredson has rescued her, but
he has other plans. She cannot return to her life as she knew it but
Thredson has recreated a gruesome version for her. She is trapped
with Thredson in one of the creepiest homes on earth. Thredson is
looking for ‘mummy’ and has a penchant for sleeping with dead
women and then skinning them. Not really the flatmate you want, and
all of a sudden the monotonous replaying of ‘Dominique’ in the
stark rec room at Briarcliff feels like a night at the four seasons.
Back
at Briarcliff though it seems Dr Arden has finally got his wish to
have Sister Jude out of the picture. She seems to leave with dignity
but old Sister Jude has a trick or two up her sleeve and you know she
won’t leave quietly.
The
origins of Monstrosity is one of those episodes which doesn’t let
your senses stop for a second and reveals some key questions while
leaving many more left to be asked. If Bloodyface is in his mid-20’s
in the 1960’s who the hell is Bloodyface today?
Review by JoAnn Duff
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