AMCs Preacher kicks off its sophomore season with a very loud bang.
Odin Quincannon and his meat baby?
Emily Woodrow and her squeaky-clean sneakers?
Donnie Schenck and his copy ofGorillas in the Mist?
(And Eugene, who was spared a methane-fueled Armageddon by being banished to Hell.)
Seems simple enough on paper, right?
We also get a profound amount of over-the-top violence and gore.
Does an innocent man get his tongue ripped from his mouth?
Does Tulip use a dead mans intestines to syphon gas?
Does a man stab himself to death?
Case in pointa girl named Ashleigh whos in a cage in his garage.
Tulip isnt so easily deterred, though.
Shes disturbed by this unexpected discovery, just as any sane person would be.
But this is the universe in whichPreacherexists, picking and choosing its morality as it sees fit.
Just one look from Him is enough to make you shit your pants.
As humorous as this is, its also terrifying.
And its this odd, uncomfortable balance thats pretty muchPreacherin a nutshell.
If youve read the comic, you knowexactlywhat this means.
Its a clue to Jesses upbringing, and its a story well hopefully see play out onscreen.
Sad to see Mike go so quickly.
He had a way of putting Tulip and Cassidy in their place that no one else ever did.
Now that hes gone, though, one question lingers: Is Ashleigh still in that cage??
Tonights episode was dedicated to Steve Dillon.
His DNA permeates the comic as much as it does the show.
He passed away last October, at the too-young age of 54.
Rest in peace, Mr. Dillon.
Rating:
4 out of 5
