Movie Review: Love, Simon
Spoiler: the gay kid doesn’t die at the end
Spoiler: the gay kid doesn’t die at the end
A few weeks ago, I wrote a Riverdale recap that focused on the lead four (Jughead, Betty, Veronica, and Archie) and how their stories and arcs had been unfolding this season so far. But in doing that, I missed out on the chance to talk about my favorite arc of the show so far: Cheryl Blossom.
This is going to sound really strange, given how much I’ve loved a lot of this season of American Crime Story, but, with the season finale behind us, I think the last nine episodes have told a story that ended more a failure than a success.
What an odd episode.
Not that I totally mind odd episodes of TV – I am a die-hard fan of the oddest show on TV, Riverdale, after all (which I also recap on this blog, but like, you know, whatever). And UnREAL suits oddness – it’s a show that revels in the bizarre internal workings of reality TV, as last week reminded us, and that lends itself to some choices that would be seriously strange anywhere else on television. But let’s take a look at the oddness at work in this week’s outing, Confront.
Hating my body was the easiest thing in the world.

Here’s an extremely unsettling picture of me to set the mood
If you can say one thing for Tomb Raider, at least Alicia Vikander got the worst performance of her career out of the way early.
“Of course he did,” Cheryl sighs when she finds out that her father had a secret will. There’s a lot of moments like that in this episode: of course Fred Andrews has always wanted to run for mayor. Of course Chic isn’t who he says he is. Of course Cheryl’s Not What He Seems long-lost uncle turns up at the family’s will-reading. Of course there’s a scene with an actual, honest-to-God blood pact. Of course.
And just like that, with one week to go, they’ve got it back.
This entire episode kicks into gear with a UTI, and it’s just less pleasant from there on out.
Sorry for the break in recaps – these posts tend to eat up quite a lot of time, so sometimes they have to get forgone if I have a lot of work to catch up on or, you know, if there’s a really good match on or the Oscars to deal with or something. We left off last time as the carnage at the prom began to unfold, and we pick up with an interview with a local drunk who recounts, in an exceptionally long Q-and-A session that I swear takes up a good half of this entire chapter, what he saw as Carrie started her rampage.