last night was the dreadful conclusion of another seasonal 13-episode, excellently done series. dreadful not for its inadequacy, but because of the sheer perfect closing of an equally excellent season.
very often the short ones are the best: unlike what gents say about sex, sorry boys, size doesn’t matter; this winter horror and television lovers we were blessed (and cursed, inverted pun?) with Briarcliff and its tenants.
thank you Ryan Murphy, and fucs you for the steep edge you’re keeping us on.
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what to say about this finale? praise, don’t look into evil ‘cos it will look back.