King Ezekiel’s court and Savior thugs have a Mexican standoff. What this denouement seems to portend is that, for the next few episodes, Rick and the gang will be on yawnsome weapons-hunting detail rather than doing what we all want, namely giving Negan and his crew violent comeuppance. “What’s your name?” Rick asked as he and his gang left this fetid arena where he had brokered a sophisticated alliance. What this boils down to, it seems, is that Rick and the gang now have to find a cache of weapons for her and her crew and then, after overthrowing the Saviors, divide the spoils. “Want something for it so what’s this? Jars and guns. “Wanted bullet long time,” she told Rick, who gracefully hid his mystification. Even worse, she speaks English like Donald Trump, as though it were her fourth language. Plus she and her nameless band seemed to have holed up in this rubbish dump since the apocalypse, which must compromise their personal daintiness something rotten. Do you think she likes having a hairdo that makes Henry V’s Battle of Agincourt pudding basin look on-trend? Of course she doesn’t. Like Rick, she’s clearly undergone ordeals in her time. Why the smile? He had clinched a deal with the woman with the unfortunate fringe. So that’s how you kill a metal-spiked zombie: immobilise him in discarded soft furnishings pulled down from the walls (mattresses, cushions, bin bags) then stab him in the face.
By the end of the fight, we learned a valuable lesson. Up to that point, he’d only hit Winslow with a computer keyboard which, as they tell you on Fighting Zombies 101, is a rubbish weapon. In quick time he got stabbed through one hand and in the thigh during a brawl that unfolded like a mashup of foul padded cell, UFC ring and after-hours pub car park.ĭid Rick have the cojones? You’d think, but they weren’t enough. Winslow reminded me of Pinhead from Clive Barker’s Hellraiser, or the diabolical supply teacher who forced me to play rugby.īut why was the woman with the unfortunate fringe so keen to put Rick through this ordeal? So he could prove he had the cojones to justify her and her nameless band of followers to ally with his gang and fight the Saviors. Like grabbing a tiger by the tail, fitting a walker with such striking fetish wear is, you’d think, no joke. How the walker known in a previous life as Winslow was fitted with these scary blades is a mystery.
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