Showrunner's 'Noble' Demise: A Televised Masterpiece of Misery or Just A Ratings Grab?
By Poppy Posh, Published 2 days ago
The Handmaid's Tale, a show so bleak it makes watching paint dry seem like a frolic in the park, has yet again outdone itself. The showrunner, in a display of what can only be described as faux profundity, has the audacity to label the recent bloodbath of an episode as "noble." Noble, he says! As if we are to believe that the characters' grim fates are the equivalent of a knight's gallant end.
One must ponder what sort of dinner party chat led to this decision. Did they, over a glass of Château Margaux, decide that the audience simply adores watching their favorite characters be dispatched in a manner most dire? "Let's make them suffer, for art!" one can almost hear the room echo with laughter, or perhaps the clinking of glasses in a toast to tragic nobility.
But let us not forget the real tragedy here - the audience's emotional investment, now as tattered as the Gilead's justice system. We, the viewers, have been dragged through the mud, our souls trampled upon, all for the sake of a 'noble' end. It's a peculiar brand of entertainment where the only surprise is how predictably they've managed to make misery look like some grand gesture of storytelling. One can only imagine the next season's premiere: a single, wilted flower on a grave, symbolizing the death of our joy. Bravo, indeed.
