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Cautionary Tale: The Diplomat (2023-)

“I am slow to anger, but I toe the line

As I reckon with the effects of your life on mine

I look back on where I failed

And in every place I checked

The only common thread has been your disrespect.”

-Aaron Burr, Hamilton (2015)

This is why we can’t have nice things.

Boy, I really did not want to be back in this spot again with a show that I used to love, but I am very sad to announce that, in my opinion, The Diplomat slid right the fuck off of the Slippery Slope that I warned them about and plunged into the abyss of horrid, trite, insulting writing and poor decisions directing the ship that should have turned away from the iceberg instead of plowing into it.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am sorry to say that The Diplomat has Jumped the Shark.

I hate it every time I have to write these rants, believe it or not. I know most people don’t believe it, but I write this blog post with pure resignation and anger, not joy that I’m bashing a show that I once loved. I know everyone thinks I enjoy tearing things apart, but this is a show I didn’t want to write a post about since I truly did think it used to be bold and subversive for its genre. Sadly, as it often happens, there is rot in the roots that finally made the bad fruit grow and so it’s time for me to cull this show from my life.

That said, I want to leave a warning since I’m hopping off the sinking ship before the violin starts playing. I’m going to discuss what made me depart and why I think the show’s now bound for the iceberg with no chance of turning or saving everyone aboard.

Spoilers for the first four seasons of The Diplomat.

To recap my old post called The Slippery Slope, which is a writing series I have for when movie franchises or shows exhibit signs that they might be headed in a troublesome direction, I got very frustrated with the third season due to them scaling back most of the political drama to concentrate on Kate’s boring and frankly unhealthy romantic relationships. The three relationships are between her husband Hal Wyler, the elegant right hand man to the Prime Minister Austin Dennison, and a new MI6 love interest introduced after a time skip in the third season named Callum Ellis. What grabbed me about the show’s first two seasons is Kate being an interesting and subversive portrayal of a workaholic tomboy who means well and is deeply flawed. It worked perfectly that she has the world’s most sinister yet charming husband who is whip smart but impulsive and doesn’t care about risk if he thinks he has the right answer. The dynamic worked in the first two seasons because Hal is problematic but charming while Austin is a gentleman but a repressed one. Kate had to choose between the unhealthy familiar relationship or a healthy but risky new romance, and in the first two seasons, it’s at least balanced, but by the third, it is painfully clear they either were not interested in Austin or they listened to the whiny fandom on Reddit complaining that they wanted Kate with Hal and not Austin, so Austin was given next to nothing to do in the third season.

What’s more is last season, I was not the only one calling the show out on its now soap opera levels of concentration on the dull problematic romances in Kate’s life. I was regularly checking IMDB every day and reading that viewers said the same thing as me: the show has a sharp decline in the writing between seasons two and three, and oddly enough, the show didn’t change show runners and writers, at least in the main crew, and so it was just baffling how poorly written and unrealistic the third season felt along with the dull relationship drama. I literally mean it—the most repeated phrase in all the negative reviews of the third season is “soap opera” on the IMDB reviews, so I know I am not the only person that noted it had problems that I prayed they’d fix before season four. I even manned the Tropes page myself.

And sadly, all they did was seal off two problems while creating ninety worse ones.

If I had to summarize it, I would say this show tanked due to them listening to the wrong parts of the criticism of the third season and running out of ideas for conflict both professional and personal. I have several theories on why the writing tanked, but I’ll have to try to do some reading to find out if there is any official word. Further proof in the pudding is the decline in viewership, too—season one had a strong opening of eight million viewers, then season two started with 5.6M, and then it shot down to 4.8M and that tells you while the good reviews have insulated their IMDB rating from ever tanking, people noticed the decline in the writing between the first, second, and third seasons based on said views.

Essentially, season 4 attempts a “raze everything to the ground” season in which they kick out a main lead to be replaced with another very white one and remove the characters from their previous positions of power and they then change the entire premise of the show itself. These decisions are new to this show, but not to TV in general. There are a few shows that have a season where the character stops being the title they started the show with or the season just ends in a way to make you think they will stop doing their main job, but then the next season is about getting the job back.

Either way, trust me, y’all fucked this shit up.

Let’s go ahead and dissect this dead fucking pig already.

For the sake of time, I’ll condense the original premise of the show and then expand briefly on what the third season changed. Originally, The Diplomat was about Kate Wyler as Britain’s ambassador, and her manipulative husband Hal Wyler, a fellow ambassador and strategist. They are actually not together, but for her position, they have to pretend to be happily married to fool the world. She has an intelligence officer named Eidra and an aide named Stuart; the two are in a secret romantic relationship that later goes public.

The first two seasons are largely about their team attempting to stop the idiotic bully of a Prime Minister named Trowbridge from starting a war with Russia, but his Man Behind the Man is really Austin Dennison; a reasonable and peaceful right hand man to him who has Unresolved Sexual Tension with Kate. Meanwhile, Billie, the president’s right hand woman, and Stuart are trying to groom Kate for replacing the female vice president Grace Penn that has been tanking lately. Kate doesn’t want the job at first, but as she keeps working, she starts to think she may.

At the end of season two, President Rayburn dies just after Kate and Hal found out that the Vice President Grace suggested the fatal attack of the HMS Courageous that resulted in the death of a hundred British soldiers to Margaret Roylin, Trowbridge’s mentor. Hal told the president Grace made the suggestion and it caused him to have a heart attack and die (but to be fair, he was also in poor health and already old) and so they blame the attack on him since he’s dead and no one but them knows it was Grace and are trying to keep a woman with too few morals from starting a war. Grace chooses Hal as her VP over Kate, which creates resentment between the married couple. Grace’s husband, Todd, also notices Hal’s endless charm and drive and starts to resent their relationship, constantly jealous or feeling neglected by Grace.

The main source of conflict in seasons three and four are that a Russian ship called the Poseidon containing a very bad nuke ran aground of British waters, so Hal and Grace unwisely steal it and don’t tell the Brits, creating animosity and cover ups. Then, Russia pretends it wants to come get its dead soldiers and will find out the Americans stole the bomb, giving them an excuse to declare war or at the very least, attack the US somehow in retaliation. Kate then blackmails Trowbridge when he refuses to help, so he resigns, and the new PM knows he was blackmailed by Kate into resigning, so now she refuses to trust Kate. Grace gets shot by some anonymous angry terrorist, bizarrely with no follow up or even identification of who he is and why he shot her (thanks, plot hole; I’m calling up CinemaSins), and becomes convinced that she must seem “strong” to the UK and Russia, so she makes several stupid demands that make the conflict even worse. Grace stops listening to all counsel and fires Stuart for his dissention cable about her behavior, so Kate, Billie, and the Secretary of Defense Ganon quit at the G7 summit and walk out on her. Hal then walks out on the G7 summit too and is likely going to tell the American people what they have all been doing.

Welcome to Cautionary Tales. Here’s all the shit that The Diplomat did wrong in season 4 that has caused me to quit the show for good.

  1. The utterly callous, stupid, disrespectful exit of Austin Dennison. *exhausted, heavy black fangirl sigh* I am not the least bit surprised that the show’s first huge failure is related to Austin Dennison. I had an inkling from how limp his arc was in the third season that he’d be the first one to get cut if these hack writers ran out of good material and “needed a change.” I am sorry to say this move is not even remotely new. I am used to being a black fangirl watching the sinking ship dump the people of color as fast as it can in attempt to keep fucking floating even though that person of color was instrumental in getting the show the acclaim it currently enjoys. It’s to the point that a newly formed sub-trope of Stuffed Into the Fridge and Disposable Woman is now Disposable Black Woman. These are black female leads or women of color (or in poor Austin’s case, male) leads that are built up to be important, but then are either sidelined in the plot or she has sexual tension with a handsome white lead and is killed off or written off the show and he gets an “appropriately” white female replacement love interest (ex. Sleepy Hollow, Daredevil’s first season, the Reacher series, or Thor: Ragnarok). That’s the role they wound up assigning Austin in the end, and it infuriates me. Austin demonstrated a level of class and restraint that endeared me so much that I actually based a character in my gothic horror romance screenplay on him. Yes, deadass, that’s real. There is a queer black professor supporting character that I picture as David Gyasu due to how distinguished, elegant, and gently authoritative Austin has been on this show. He is so delightfully witty and restrained that even though the kiss in the third season was ill-timed and forced, I still did get just a tiny little sigh of relief seeing this truly honorable man kiss this walking dumpster fire of a woman. I was utterly taken with him, how he has managed to subvert a thousand disasters without resorting to the same low class bullshit as Trowbridge or Kate and Hal. So for that same reason, I already got a bad feeling about his fate at the end of season three when I saw that Austin had so little impact in the third season. I am also sorry to say that I was unaware Austin has haters in the fandom, so it’s possible the nimrods in the writers’ room took that as a sign that it was the best course of action to kill him off-screen and no one would give a shit. Like Foggy in Daredevil Born again, I was unaware he had haters, so finding out after his abrupt death pissed me right the fuck off in addition to the poor writing. I can confidently say Austin’s disrespectful fucking exit from this now fuckass show is the number one reason I quit. Do I know that’s biased? Sure do! Do I care? No. This is why you hear so many of us say that we don’t like it when black people and people of color are the sole characters on a majority white show. We are always the one thrown under the bus so it can keep moving “lighter” without what the white ass writers’ room considers dead weight. The show would not have been what it was without the inclusion of Austin Dennison, and to just kill him off-screen without even a goodbye, without Kate even saying any words about a man she kissed recently or who saved her stupid ass more than once. It tells me they got on Reddit and assumed the people there spoke for the entire fandom, so it’s no trouble to toss this man under the fucking bus without care, assuming the entire fandom won’t mind because they think we all hated him. Fuck you. Sincerely, with my whole chest, The Diplomat writers, because there is a chance one of your little underlings or interns is combing thru the reviews of your 4th season for feedback—FUCK YOU. Black characters are not stepping stones. We are not here for you to put your foot on our backs to get you where you want to go as white leads. This is exactly why Ryan Coogler is who he is and works with whom he works with, as do many other black directors and creators. This season is why we have to be in front of and behind the camera at all times. The death of Austin Dennison is horseshit. I am not saying he should not have died at all. I am saying they killed him in the most disrespectful way possible, not even bothering to let him or his new wife have final scenes, not even letting us say goodbye with anything other than a measly toast in his honor, without any continuance or even completion of a character arc for him. His role has been proven to be nothing more than goddamn performative for a bunch of toxic, privileged white people who can’t even honor his memory for more than five fucking minutes of screentime. This is why I now hope the show fails. You do not get to stand on a black character’s back to reach the ladder and snatch it up behind you so we can’t climb. Austin deserved better. Now, if some time passes and David reveals he asked to be written out for other reasons, I accept it, but I will never accept this show using Austin to get to these rave reviews for two seasons, then tossing him aside like he’s nothing and insisting to us that the erasure of this well written and acted black man was “a necessary evil” for the future of the show. I can think of other shows where they had an unpopular character exit, but not in such a disgraceful way. I can think of ten-thousand fucking things to do with him and Kate, but the show weren’t interested in that, so he just got a disrespectful exit instead. Real classy, assholes.
  2. The utterly callous, stupid, disrespectful firing of Stuart. Again, with Stuart being a dark-skinned black man who is empathetic and caring, I’m not the least bit surprised he got the shaft immediately since this show is in its “raze it all to the ground” phase. Stuart being fired pisses me off for the same reason I mentioned Foggy Nelson from Daredevil above for—he must have a bunch of fucking vocal minority haters that wanted him off the show or the writers just decided the razing would reach him since Kate and them quit anyway. I’m irritated, but between him and Austin, he got less screwed. Stuart is the heart and soul of that office. He sees clearly and he is precise and he gives a damn about doing the job the right way. If this show is indeed trying to become Succession or Billions like I suspect, then I’m not shocked he got the fucking shaft because Billions did the same thing to the only character close to having any virtue named Doherty, and seasons three and four smack of that show. I’m also angry they had him and Eidra have a great breakthrough, then pissed it down their leg by having her flippantly say she’ll keep working there and doesn’t care that Stuart has been fired. Note, also, that these irresponsible, selfish, egotistical dickheads never blame Kate even though she unwisely told him to post the dissention cable. The negative consequences hit Stuart and Eidra, not Kate, who just loses access to a resource. I’m sick and tired of majority white shows shafting the very few minorities on their own shows and always giving their white counterparts more screentime, just like American Gods did before its rightful cancellation. Stuart deserves better, and frankly, another reason I am quitting this show is because I’m sick of Eidra taking advantage of his constant fucking patience with her awful behavior and I want him to move on with someone who actually appreciates him and listens to his worries instead of brushing them off and is willing to compromise and meet him in the middle. I’m sure the writers think that because Kate quit, she’s in the same boat, but I do not agree. They positioned her to be much better off when all of this shit is her fucking fault; she had the experience to have told him not to post the dissention cable at that time and didn’t advise him correctly, so he took the fall.
  3. Constant goddamn cyclical arguments that do not produce any result and just take up fucking screentime. Sweet Jesus H. Christ on a pogo stick. If I created a fucking drinking game for the cyclical conversations of the third and fourth seasons, I’d be dead of fucking alcohol poisoning before reaching the halfway point of either one. The arguments in seasons one or two revealed things about character or their professional relationships. The arguments in the third and fourth seasons just fucking spin wheels and waste the audience’s time. I know that this show is attempting the Sorkin vibes of West Wing, which I never saw, but I am very sure they are doing it incorrectly. For instance, Todd, Grace’s useless husband, only has two scenes the entire two third and fourth seasons. It is his job to either sit around being a sad sack who can’t support his wife and get a goddamn fucking life or it is his job to be an annoying chore that makes a mistake that makes Kate’s life worse. Two scenes! No more! Picture every time it cuts back to him and he is only doing one or the other or both. Tell me how fast you’d lose your goddamn fucking patience with this character doing it over…and over…and over again. I have no idea why the actor didn’t call it out or maybe they told him to shut up, but either way, Todd’s the most useless lump of tofu to ever set foot on this show. I’m not actually angry at him—it’s not his fault! Genuinely, it’s not. This is sheer writing incompetence. What’s insulting is I as a writer can tell you all kinds of shit we should’ve done with him, but the main issue is the show knew it ran out of ideas, so it just jammed this man into position for easy padding. He pads this entire season out with his two boring scenes until you want to rip your hair out, and sadly, it’s not just him. Kate and Hal and then Todd and Grace have the same argument ten-thousand times over the course of both seasons three and four, and by the time season four is over, I hate every single person involved for being so toxic that they pretend couples’ therapy and just general therapy does not exist. I am so sick of how this show portrays these toxic motherfuckers as being right all the time. There is a huge difference between self-righteous and being right. The show used to know the difference. It does not any longer.
  4. They finished making Kate and Hal, and their subsequent marriage, unlikable as all hell from lack of accountability and constant hypocritical entitlement. As I said in my Slippery Slope post, originally, this show knew the exact balance between making Kate and Hal toxic but funny and charming. Again, in that post, I said I was not surprised the bubble burst since it was already balancing on a pin’s head, but the sadder part is that at first, they fixed the Kate/Hal ship in season four, and then just ran it aground again thanks to lack of fucking originality. This season, they finally stop sniping at each other and Kate promises to stop blaming Hal for their marriage failing, taking on the burden of apologizing and trying to meet him in the middle. They still argue constantly, but she started to compromise more, which she needed to do. Then, she proceeds to use his own manipulation tactic on him—which, mind you, he’s done for all ten years of their marriage—and she picks the worst moment ever to then reveal she lied to Grace about informing the PM of their two options for the Poseidon and she now needs Hal to clean up her mess. What angers me is in the past, they have both genuinely made mistakes and said sorry and then made a new plan to fix the issue. This time, Hal just goes off the deep end accusing her of manipulating him, even being a hypocrite by saying that she should’ve left him for lying in their past marriage. I couldn’t believe I watched that grown man throw a tantrum that he got his just desserts at the worst possible moment. It was appalling to see the show take his side and act like his anger was justified when he dragged her through the mud for over a decade, then becomes a cry baby when she does it to him. It’s so disappointing to see them make him do a 180 because of their own constant indecision about this marriage and due to the Moonlighting Curse (for you yoots, that’s the show Bruce Willis and Cybill Shepherd used to be on together where the only draw of the show was waiting to see if they fucked and when they finally did, everyone stopped watching the show, so it came to be called The Moonlighting Curse for decades). Kate and Hal have always been toxic, but the show used to balance their arguing with very sweet, sentimental scenes. Kate’s assessment is correct—the two of them are very high highs and very low lows, but the show never stooped this low before and it shows. There is no reason the show won’t commit to whether or not it wants these two egotistical, self-righteous shit-heels together or not and everyone’s tired of the ping pong nature of it. I’m walking out, but I still say pick a fucking lane and fucking stay there. Either you want them to be endgame or you don’t. Everyone’s tired of you never choosing a side. I also think people are tired of seeing how toxic they behave, yet never get punished for it and often get other people like Eidra in trouble with their actions. In the first two seasons, I’d see Hal and Kate making risky decisions, but it was easy to see the result was beneficial. By now, no way. This show is now about the ego of the two of them and who gets to be more “right” about whatever they’re doing with the president. It’s also not good enough for them? They also have to always prove they were right. It stopped being about patriotism by the end of the third season, and that’s a shame.
  5. Kate and Eidra both are now basically just men with tits, and I’m sick and tired of it. We actually had a panel about this very same subject at the most recent Multiverse Con, and I wanted to be on that panel because I would’ve used Kate and Eidra as my examples. At first, no, Kate was not just a male-coded character with a female visage. Kate was a tomboy who hated procedure, but played nice to get the job done and protect the American people. I will argue that Eidra has been a dude with tits this entire show, but I personally felt the actress elevated the part anyway with her comedic timing and the brief vulnerable moments Eidra has during the show. By now, I can safely say they are both victims of being male-coded “female” characters because they behave the same way an arrogant white man would, but the words are just coming out of a woman’s mouth instead. The reason why is Hal and Stuart both are serving the “stereotypical female” role in both romances: they are the only ones willing to sit down and have the hard conversation about fixing the relationship and being emotionally open with their partner. Kate and Eidra both dismiss their partners’ feelings constantly, then get offended when they aren’t transparent with them or get impatient that their feelings are hurt. Both of them act like the man being upset is an inconvenience and constantly expect to be forgiven and the issue forgotten for the sake of convenience so they do not have work on themselves or change. Do you know what that is, kiddos? That’s the groundwork for emotional abuse. To never repair anything and just keep asking for chances is the sign of a bad fucking relationship, and a very toxic one. Female characters, like all characters, require nuance, and both of them have stopped having it at all. They just demand their men meet their needs without them moving barely an inch and it’s “my way or the highway.” That’s incredibly selfish and unhealthy, and the fact that people this smart refuse to go to therapy just makes them seem even worse. Look at how harsh they are with one another and how they seldom apologize. The fact that the show normalizes it is frankly kind of gross. I would never want to be around people who are this harsh to one another without ever apologizing and changing their behavior, but I’ll explain more below.
  6. The continued Captain Obvious decisions where they think the solution to a problem is something that has a 100% fail rate, yet the show behaves as if it’s a good choice or the only right choice. This reason is slightly nitpicky, but it opens into a larger problem. After the excellent second season, it drives me nuts that it took them the entire third and fourth seasons to come up with the plan where they pretend the British Navy would collect the bodies from the Poseidon instead and hand them off to Russia, meaning Russia would never even see the sub and know the nuke was confiscated by the US. It pisses me off that they did not decide to sink and seal up the Poseidon in the 3rd season the second they found it there using the British Navy. It feels very much like someone in the writers’ room didn’t figure out the solution to the problem until the last possible second, so that’s why it isn’t even said until the end of the season when now, the problem has escalated. The same thing happens again here. They have a subplot where they accidentally send a budget that is too small to sink the sub that the Brits don’t know does not contain the actual nuke that the US stole. Kate just needs to up the budget and Grace is aware they are hiding the truth, yet she refuses the budget increase and lets the entire negotiation breakdown, exposing herself in the process. What??? You are the fucking president and this is how you cover up a career-ending cover up. Why would you refuse the easier, more discreet fucking solution and pick one that puts ten times more attention on what you’ve done? Oh, I know! Lazy writing! I should not feel smarter than characters who I know are smarter and more experienced than me, and the show is either dumbing it down for the masses to try and get wider numbers (a fool’s errand for a show like this one) or they just ran out of Think Juice ™ and dragged the issue out to fit the episode order when it should’ve been introduced and considered way earlier than it is. Both season 3 and 4 have constant manufactured conflict and forced bullshit to spin wheels and waste time to get to the episode order length, and this frustrating element of the show is not going away. Grace should be taking every quiet solution that she and Hal created by stealing the sub for no goddamn reason when sinking it or getting the British to bring the bodies off is a better choice that preserves what she needs. However, since it’s likely they are setting the show up to be one with a “topple the corrupt leader in charge” plotline for its new story, then that’s why she just dug her heels in even though it does the opposite of what she wants.
  7. As someone who is neurospicy, this show’s portrayal of emotional abuse now feels toxic as fuck and I don’t want to stand by it any longer. I’m fully aware that I’m an empath who has to maintain her own emotions, but this show’s now endorsing toxic behavior and refusing to acknowledge the existence of therapy that every single character on this show badly needs. I’m not okay with it. The show used to shine a lens on Kate and Hal and made it clear they are toxic, but they do actually love and support each other as well as their team, and they have the world’s safety in mind even as they do scummy things. By now, no. This is now two emotionally abusive people who need to “prove” to Grace and Todd that they are right and the two of them and everyone else is wrong. I didn’t sign up for that shit. I didn’t sign up to watch two abusive narcissists stomp around demanding that everyone obey them instead of the leader of the free world. It’d be fine if the show was trying to point out that it should never reach this point, but in general, the show has this ugly tone that Kate is always right and everyone should worship at her altar instead of admitting she’s a self-righteous Ambassador Karen who has to be right all the time, can’t apologize, can’t appreciate the sacrifices others make, and is ultimately a selfish human being who wants to stay in power as she thinks she has all the answers. Kate didn’t start out that way, but she’s now there. You don’t get to lie to the president and insist you know better; that’s an act of treason even with her compromised. I do not mean Kate should have followed the blind orders of a corrupt president; she lied and then tried to make Hal save her own skin after she made the decision without consulting him first. Kate knew that Hal would have no choice but to help since her lie put him on the chopping block too. The show then continues behaving as if she is in the right and she’s fucking not, because none of these terrible people but for Eidra and Stuart are anywhere close to being in the right on the issue. I cannot stand by a show that lets these people stomp around making demands, refusing to apologize, refusing to admit they made mistakes, and avoid changing their behavior to treat everyone around them fairly. I know politics is a place for vicious behavior, but the show is condoning their very not okay behavior and pretending like therapy is not sitting right there to help these assholes stop abusing everyone around them. Kate and Hal can argue all day, but they need a fucking marriage counselor. They say deeply harsh and harmful shit and normalize it, and we live in a country being torn apart thanks to lack of fucking empathy. I no longer want to endorse a show where no one calls these dickheads out for the abuse.

I’m very sad to sunset this show. I found my tribe with Kate for a while, especially since if there’d ever be a man interested in dating me, he’d be a lot like Hal. I hate to say goodbye, but there is no coming back from the cliché storm bullshit in seasons three and four. It went off the Slippery Slope and became a Cautionary Tale instead, so let’s get to the caution part of this post.

How do we stop this shit from happening to another good show like The Diplomat in the future?

  1. Stop treating people of color like goddamn fucking stepping stones. Austin and Stuart made this show what it is. Without them, you are spending six to eight hours with ass clowns who wouldn’t know mental health if it sat on their face and shat down their throats. Give them respectful writing and value them as characters to round out your white cast.
  2. Put people of color in the goddamn writers’ room so they will call you out on your blind spots and other bullshit you write in a majority white space. Austin’s exit may or may not be due to being a man of color or the actor departing or the criticism of season three, but whatever it is, the show runners should not have shoved him out of a show he helped build so hastily and with zero respect to the people like me who liked him. You wrote him. You owe him an obligation to at least allow him a shred of fucking dignity in his last appearance. Put black people in front of and behind your damn cameras or else you’ll end up write frustrating bullshit that angers the black fandom. It is so hard for us to get a win anywhere in any genre, so don’t help adding bad examples. Do the work. Find the right writers. Respect black writers and black characters.
  3. Stop writing “men with tits” characters in general, but definitely in political dramas. Fuck Kate’s entire Karen act in seasons three and four, and fuck the writers’ lack of self-awareness of what an egotistical Karen she is to everyone around her. She is walking White Privilege, and it’s sad that it came to that with such a great character. Hold white women accountable and stop letting them tread on women of color like Eidra as Kate did in previous seasons. Stop writing dismissive women who make the men the “malewife” to their “girlboss” but without being respectful of their feelings, patience, and their relationship in general. No one should be doing all the work in a relationship. You split the work, you say you’re sorry when you mess up, you cop to it when you make mistakes, and you change your harmful behavior or you leave the person so you don’t hurt them. I am so sick of how awful these people behave, yet expect endless patience and trust from everyone around them without giving any in return. It feels very narcissistic in the end and I’m doubtful that was their intention.
  4. If you do not have the plot and story for multiple seasons, quit while you’re ahead. I’ve seen several reviewers state the show should’ve ended at the end of season two and I would like to take on part of the argument. I think what would have saved the show is the third season is about Hal as VP, but Grace’s shooting happens at the end of the season and she dies instead of recovering. Hal is now president of the United States, and Todd is now a widower, struggling to accept his wife’s murder and trying to preserve her agenda and avenge her as a last act of devotion from a grieving husband, stepping out of the sad sack routine to become a secondary antagonist who means well, but doesn’t see he’s being harmful due to being blinded by grief. I think Hal as president would be a good trajectory for them before they ruined everything in that third season and I would’ve had Kate make the final choice between him and Austin, then have her choose Hal and let Austin sunset if the actor wanted to leave with Kate becoming First Lady and no longer the Diplomat/Ambassador. I’m not saying it’s perfect, but that, to me, is smoother sailing and less problematic. I do not think they planned this show past season two, even if they say otherwise. It feels very much like the first two seasons were The Matrix, and seasons 3 and 4 were Matrix Reloaded and Matrix Revolutions (to be fair, I don’t hate these sequels the way most people do, but I do admit they are inferior and bogged down with too much bad writing) and that’s why I’m hopping off the sinking ship. I hate showing up to a show that feels like it was not planned for longevity. They should have stopped while they were ahead and gone out on top. But money, dear boy. Always the money…

I am sorry to say goodbye to yet another show that I used to love, but life is disappointing and I have to accept it. Onward and upward. I wish it hadn’t come to this, but here we are. I hope someone learns a lesson, and hell, if the Diplomat intern I referenced before has actually read the entire post—for the love of God, for the good of the people who won’t quit this show, listen to the concerns raised here even if they insist the fandom all hated Austin and Stuart and everything else is now fixed with them yeeted. That is my final wish for anyone who wants to keep watching. Do it for them.

I have the honor to be your obedient servant,

K. dot M

Multiverse Con Schedule 2026

Hi-ho, couch potatoes! ‘Tis the time of year for Multiverse Con once again, so if you live in the Atlanta area and want to come hang out with a bunch of nerds, here’s my schedule! I will not have a table this year, but I will be co-director of the WRITE track with Rosie, so spread the word and I’ll see you all there!

An Ode to Neagley (2026)

You don’t get a lot of wins as a black nerdy fangirl, but thank fucking God for Frances Neagley, and the Jack Reacher franchise in general.

For those new here, I’ve been on board for Reacher since the very first season when I heard they really did go out and find big, honkin’ cornfed white boy the size of a mountain to play the ever-popular book character. The funny thing is, I really like that first season and still consider it the best one, but I didn’t really become a huge fan of the series until the second and third seasons where Alan Ritchson and Maria Sten really got to stretch their acting muscles. I’m sure you’ve already concluded that I have nothing but Freudian Excuses for why I outright ADORE Reacher and Neagley, whether that’s platonic or romantic, and I regret nothing. It is so hard for black women to find any representation at all in fiction, but even harder for autistic cutie pies like Reacher and Neagley to get writing this good, and have both characters played incredibly talented people who genuinely want to portray them well. Therefore, I’m just going to stop for a moment and gush about what I felt worked so well for the Neagley spinoff.

Therefore, spoilers for all four seasons of Reacher that have aired since October 7th 2026 and for the entire first season of Neagley.

Let’s take a step back before we start gushing about the woman of the hour.

As I said above, my Reacher obsession actually didn’t hit its height until the second season in which Neagley isn’t just a person he consults with once or twice, but she joins him to help him find out what happened to his old unit members. I was already delighted at their relationship when it was introduced, even though I have a long and detailed documented beef with studios constantly casting black women but only as the BROTP role with no romantic interest in the handsome white male lead, because of the amazing chemistry between Maria Sten and Alan Ritchson. It was such an adorable relationship, but I love that it didn’t come across as sisterly either; it still very much felt like Neagley was his work wife in season one, and then season two cemented it. Neagley went from his cute touch averse colleague to his literal fucking work wife, having a thousand times more chemistry with him than the boring, dusty white woman they stuck him with, Dixon, and it’s also insane their chemistry is so good that I could feel it through the fact that Neagley was, at the time, considered aro/ace by her own words. She got along with Alan so damn good that even though I view Reacher as aromantic (just not asexual), it was so clear how much these two love and respect each other. Reacher doesn’t tease or joke with many people, but he totally relaxes whenever Neagley’s around, smiling and giving way more interested facial expressions than when he investigates without her. I truly mean it—Alan and Maria have fucking nailed this dynamic long before it evolved into what it is today, and I thank God for them both.

In that second season, we see so much of Reacher and Neagley’s friendship with him happily praising her (“I ever tell you you’re smart, Neagley?” “Not nearly enough.” SHOOT ME YOU TWO ARE SO FUCKING CUTE AND SO FUCKING MARRIED) and her happily accepting his praise because she’s amazing. The writers constantly throw a dusty white woman at him when Reacher had far more of a reaction to Neagley being forced to dress up for a black tie event over Dixon. No offense, but come on, no one bought that Reacher was floored by Dixon, who looked exactly the same, versus Neagley dressing up. But I’m not here to shit on Dixon—point is, their chemistry is fully cemented in the second season to the degree that it’s around when I started noticing other fans speak up about how much they like her. It felt great to see her getting this much praise because being a black fangirl means often bracing for bigots to find every single reason to hate a brown person they see next to their white favorite. Now, granted, I knew that because Neagley was portrayed as aro/ace and so she wasn’t a “threat” to the diet racists in the Reacher fandom, but we’ll talk about them more below.

Season three is easily a favorite in terms of the story and the action, which included the disgustingly sadistic Xavier Quinn and his pet psychopath Paulie aka the Dutch Giant. While I hated Duffy like most people did (I shit you not—Google it! Everyone hates Duffy so much that when I went to Google the phrase, “Reacher season three Duffy,” the search results AUTOMATICALLY without me having ever searched it before auto-completed the phrase with the word “annoying.” We hated her. Seriously. God, Duffy was a terrible character and that actress needs Boston accent lessons pronto.) Reacher had his hands full trying to survive the Dutch Giant, and the entire season hinged on Reacher being dead-set on getting revenge for the murder of an adorable and promising black woman he couldn’t save. I was heartbroken for him, but loved his resolve. I love that he was patient and when he got his man, he made sure Quinn knew why he was sending him to Hell—over the brilliant late Dominique Kohl. But what’s more is not only is this a fun, tense season, but it has yet another moment considered an MVP moment for Reacher and Neagley. Reacher winds up asking for her help and once the bad guys get wind of it, they sent two assassins after her that she easily dispatches in literally the best scene in the show’s entire run, and that’s when we get one of the best Reagley/Neacher scenes ever. Reacher apologizes for the men that went after Neagley, and she bluntly tells him, “I was involved the moment they came after you.” Reacher is then stunned to silence, visibly moved to hear the woman he loves say that she wasn’t about to sit on her ass when bad men came for the man she loved. It was just the best moment of the 3rd season and truly cemented them as soulmates, and again, you’re welcome to interpret that as platonic or romantic in the meantime.

From that moment on, I knew I was going to be a whole fucking goblin for Reagley/Neacher. And yes, I made up that ship name.

Since Neagley’s premiere date was for 2026, she didn’t have any presence in Reacher’s fourth season, and her absence is sorely felt, but luckily, they instead featured Reacher in the pilot and finale of her first season. It is then that this show delivered the crown jewel of Reagley/Neacher scenes. I was beside myself and I still am weeks later, but let me draw in my screaming fangirl.

Reacher helps her out with a kidnapping case, so she takes him to a baseball game. While there, Neagley says, “So, if you ever get that ranch—the one with the four or five dogs, give me a ring, ’cause…working the land and drinking beer while watching ball games…doesn’t sound so bad sometimes.” Reacher is then stunned to silence and clearly appreciative and touched, but his emotional stunted state and his flat affect make him change the subject. When Neagley starts to get shy and retract the statement, Reacher then steps up to save the moment, suggesting they become cattle rustlers together. When I tell you I’m squealing like a teen K pop enthusiast over this scene? Nothing makes me happier than these two shy autistic cutie pies realizing they really only have one person they want to be around and that’s okay. It just fills my evil heart with fucking joy to hear them both verbalize it. Reacher and Neagley, to me, are very similar to Harry Dresden and Karrin Murphy (go fuck yourself, Jim Butcher; I’m required by law as the Queen of the Harry/Murphy fanfiction trashpile to say that every time I mention her name anywhere and anybody that read Battle Ground knows why), who are the biggest fucking “ride or die” work wife and work husband ever, yet they both struggle to verbalize their feelings for more than half that book series. Often, Harry and Murphy would do incredibly dangerous shit to save the other person, then deadass just laugh it off as friendship or struggle to just say “I love you” to one another after goddamn twenty years of being side by side. Reacher and Neagley both read like people who are on the spectrum, so to see them four seasons in finally admit they wouldn’t mind retiring on a ranch together is extra fucking rewarding. Life is hard. Words are even harder. I’m so proud of them for nailing this moment and not backing away when that would’ve been the easy way out.

And now we’ve arrived at the moment I’ve already rewatched about ten-thousand times since the season one finale premiered.

The Reagley/Neacher handshake.

Bitch, I’m shook.

I cried. Yeah, I know, that’s dumb. I still cried. Actually cried.

As I mentioned before, I’ve been so elated to see this portrayal of what I feel are two autistic people who are transitioning into a new emotional state they’ve never experienced before. I’ll talk about Neagley’s journey below in detail, but just for this moment, the payoff was fucking excellent. Anyone who has liked these two cuties, whether platonic or romantic, has gushed over this scene. While Tumblr is ignoring the show for the reasons we fucking knew they would, if you search “Reacher Neagley” in Instagram at the time of this post, you’ll see about 200+ posts of just this handshake. It truly meant so much to us to go on this journey and see them finally touch for the first time in a way that had nothing to do with hitting someone. What really makes it so good is simply how soft the entire scene is. For those who may not have seen it, Neagley’s ill father Calvin finally passes away and she buries him, but I’m not doing the scene justice.

Neagley is handed her father’s folded flag. She is visibly struggling to hold back tears and stand there. She raises her gaze. The camera then shows us that Reacher is standing apart from the funeral on a hill directly in her eyeline. Neagley sees him…and she stands taller. Her expression calms. She’s relieved to see the man that is her safe place dropped everything and ran to her side on the day she needed him the most.

Bruh. I mean, are ya SURPRISED I’d die for these two darlings???

But I’m not done yet. The scene continues.

Reacher and Neagley then walk along and he goes even further by stating he had been calling the hospital for updates and it was how he found out Calvin passed away. He even admits he was calling to check up on her, not just Calvin, and if your heart isn’t melted yet, then this next scene takes care of that for you!

Neagley: Thank you, Reacher.

Reacher: (slightly confused and shy) I wasn’t far. I was only in St. Louis.

Neagley: No. Thank you for always accepting me the way that I am. But that’s not the way I’m always gonna be.

(the music swells as Neagley slowly reaches out her hand for a handshake; she’s nervous, but smiling)

Reacher: (he looks amazed, proud, and honored, so he sticks out his hand and slowly shakes hers, smiling with love in his eyes) It’s nice to meet you, Neagley.

Neagley: I can’t believe it. (she grins cheekily) You’ve got soft hands.

Reacher: (a mixture of amusement and disbelief, then affection as he realizes she’s just messing with him)

(they both smile, then continue walking together)

My overly emotional empathic bitch ass:

SEDATE ME. YOU FUCKING MARRIED AUTISTIC CUTIES FINNA MAKE ME DIVE OFF THE ROOF.

I cannot handle how utterly soft the handshake is? And the moment before it? Her teasing him?! Come on! I’m only human! I cannot withstand the verbalization of their relationship. It’s such a natural, beautiful evolution for their characters to realize maybe they have just one person they adore in this world and that’s not so scary or dangerous. Someone said something brilliant about Reacher recently, and it’s that he is the most violently kind man you’ll ever meet. That’s it. These two melt me into butter because while they kick tons of ass and make no bones about ending evil people, yet they then are also this soft and sweet with one another. It was such a huge fucking step for her to make the decision to heal from her trauma, but with Reacher specifically because it means they both now know they are each other’s safe place. Neagley fussed at him during the end of season two not to be gone from her so long and with the admission they’d buy a ranch together plus the handshake makes me so excited for where the road could lead them. Again, I’m someone who is happy with whether everything they do is considered platonic or romantic, but for the sake of Reacher’s evolution as a character, I’d like to see him stop fucking the girls they throw at him every season (THAT EVERYONE COMPLAINS ABOUT FOR GOD’S SAKE JUST STOP IT ALREADY) and see him come to terms with either his platonic or romantic love for Neagley. It would open the show up to new scenarios if Reacher starts to realize he loves her more deeply and doesn’t want to only see her once every few years. It would also open her up to explore a sexuality she thought didn’t exist (and yes, before you even ask, my trash panda ass done already posted SO MUCH fucking Reagley/Neacher fanfiction and I regret nothing other than the diet racist fandom refusing to .gif this damn show) and it would be great to see her in therapy discussing these new feelings she’s having for both Reacher and Riley.

And now that we’ve discussed the Most Important Handshake In TV History ™, we can discuss her actual spinoff show. Sorry for three pages of gushing. No regrets.

AHEM.

Her show is better than Reacher’s show.

*ducks all the rotten fruit and vegetables you throw at her*

I AM SORRY OKAY BUT IT IS.

Alright, alright, put the pitchforks and torches down and I promise I’ll explain why.

So Reacher rocks. I love that show to death. However, now that it’s had four seasons out, it’s fallen into patterns that are a bit frustrating, and I consider there to be two problems I’d like them to fix in order to catapult this from a good show to a great show.

First, as mentioned above, everyone and their mama (including me) has now complained about this stupid Girl of the Week format that they keep doing. Look, do I get on paper why they keep tossing Reacher one girl per fucking season, pun intended? Yes. I am assuming that Reacher doesn’t have as much of a flat affect and shows further emotions in the books or I am assuming that Prime has a quota of tits and ass and sex to fill for its mainstream shows and has told the writers’ room to keep putting the Girl of the Week in there for the Fanservice that is expected. Whatever the reason, it’s the number one complaint that I have about this damn show. Reacher doesn’t need a love interest outside of Frances Neagley. He doesn’t. He just doesn’t.

And that’s literally okay.

As I said, to me, Alan plays him like a man who is on the spectrum and aromantic, but not asexual, even though I still think none of the girls but Neagley have had chemistry with him. Almost everyone agrees Roscoe is the only girl who was written and acted in a way that at least sells their fling easily. I personally don’t ship it, and I didn’t watch them have sex because to me, I don’t feel like he’s getting much out of it other than scratching a bodily itch. Dixon (season two) was boring, Duffy (season three) had negative ten chemistry with him, and Lila’s boinking scene (season four) was so fast and so not important that they just got it over with in three episodes and never reference it again, so it’s just a needless element. If they think the neurotypicals would call an abstinent man “weird,” let them. The audience just watched an entire season of a show about a woman with haphephobia—the fear of touching another person. The fanbase has shown you they are rallying behind Reacher and feels no need to see him have sex with other partners outside of Neagley. You can fit the titties and ass into other parts of the show very easily, so this is the first major thing that Neagley’s show has over this one: she doesn’t have this huge annoying subplot that adds nothing to her character the way he does. I know his fuck sessions are short and over with quickly, but it’s just a pointless part of the series and everyone’s complained about it enough times that I pray this next season doesn’t have a love interest for him at all.

Second, they still keep cutting Reacher off from feeling things since the first and third seasons. What I mean by that is that traumatic things happen to Reacher, and we visibly see him scared or worried, but they don’t allow him any quiet moments of reflection or soliloquy to show us how he is impacted by his crazy missions and cases. It’s bugging me due to the tremendous actor they have with them. Reacher has shown us with his connection to Neagley that despite his flat affect and possible autism or any other neurodivergence, he does feel things and he cares deeply for his fellow man. Every season is about something that he is determined to make right, and he does right by as many people as he can each season. There’s no reason not to allow him to have nightmares or voice his fears aloud to someone else, like the scene in season two before he leaves the car and talks to Neagley. I want more scenes like that car scene, where he really contemplates his life and his friendship to her as well as his wanderlust. I would rather this show not sink into a rut and just become a repetitive, Supernatural-kind of affair where they just copy/paste it without letting him evolve as a character. This problem isn’t seen in Neagley’s show. At first, she starts out her usual self—confident, snarky, badass—and then the wild ride of solving the Echo Canyon case causes her to find out she does have repressed traumatic memories that are the real origin of her haphephobia, and the emotional journey she goes on is so heartbreaking, but well-written and even better acted. Neagley’s show nails its emotional beats without ever making it feel sappy or stupid. It deals with trauma in a way that I frankly have to compliment for how layered it is. There is so much to unpack about her and her father Calvin, but we’ll get to that shortly.

Now then, I will say that Neagley and Reacher do share one trait that needs improvement: in the Tropes world, there is a trope called the Idiot Ball. The Idiot Ball is when a normally intelligent or competent character who has demonstrated those traits to us enough that we know they have them then just “picks up” the Idiot Ball and holds it so that the writers can force whatever they need to happen, and then the character puts the Idiot Ball back down and proceeds as their normal intelligent or competent self like nothing happened. It’s routinely something that is done when the writers’ room is feeling lazy or it’s done if there was some kind of complication that changed a scene and the writers had to slap some lame thing together for conflict. Reacher does this at least once per season, and it drives me crazy. I get it. You guys made this man way too badass. It’s hard to write smart, effective badasses, but I beg of you—please stop making Reacher pick the ball up once per season to do a really idiotic thing just because you were too lazy. Last season, it was him fucking Lila Hoth when he had no reason to trust her after she lied to his face and also, the rest of the case itself implicated her yet he just ignored that somehow and didn’t figure out she was evil until the last second. This same man wouldn’t believe his own unit members were dirty two seasons ago, so that is 100% Idiot Ball. For Neagley, it was when they had her recognize that the assassins broke into her place, killed her boss, and then cleaned it up, and yet she inexplicably eats the food still there when she knows Echo Canyon wants her dead. If they had dosed it with poison instead of the trauma drug, guess what? Neagley’s dead and there’s no show. There was no reason for that to be the lazy way she ingested the drug. She had no idea what they looked like; you could easily have her getting coffee and one of them slips it in there when she’s not looking. I can think of 10,000 ways to get Neagley to ingest the trauma drug other than that Idiot Ball mess we saw. This problem doesn’t ruin the show, but I hate rolling my eyes at a show that I enjoy this much. Please, I beg you—stop making them do idiotic things just because you wrote them too smart and capable. You can find organic ways to cause conflict with smart characters, mmkay? Do better.

Let’s now get into the weeds of what really made me binge this show literally the day it came out.

The ensemble cast (that thankfully didn’t die; my GOD, y’all stressed me out) and it sounds like won’t rotate out is a great decision. I actually am fine that Reacher has a new cast every season for each book, but I admit that with its fourth season being a little lackluster, I was happy to see Neagley’s new team will be the same cast. (For the 4th season of Reacher, I enjoyed Det. Tamara Green a TON as well as Congressman Sampson and his wife, but the villains were telegraphed and I’m still angry that Tamara Green is based on a character called Theresa Lee and she and Reacher fuck in the book this season is based on; they changed it so he fucks Lila instead in the show. I am convinced the only reason why is that the actress playing Tamara is dark skinned and we know Hollywood has a fucking vendetta against handsome white leads with dark skinned black women. Everyone has been clowning that stupid “not my type” line as the writers trying to force us not to ship them when they had way more chemistry than Reacher and Lila did. Plus, the small town cop Jacob annoyed me half to death with how stupid and useless he was all season.) They chose a small, but tightly acted and well-written set of supporting characters, starting with the man who convinced me that another dude might actually be right for Neagley other than Reacher, Det. Hudson Riley.

Oh, Riley.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

So I had no expectations at all going into this series. I assumed Neagley would stay touch averse, but then when they revealed her touch aversion and haphephobia is indeed from a repressed traumatic memory, I was fascinated by the idea that they will have her arc be about healing from her phobia. For that reason, I assumed they’d do like they did with Reacher and assign her an adorable white work husband, and that is Detective Hudson Riley.

And what a work husband.

They really did a lot right with this man. First off—and Greyston Holt, should you ever read this post or should we ever meet, please understand I say this with zero malice intended—they made sure to cast someone who is hot, but not TOO hot, and not hotter than Alan Ritchson (NOT THAT IT IS POSSIBLE; ALAN CALL ME SIR–*is dragged off the mic by a hook*) and I know that’s weird reason to be happy, but I love that? The reason why is I hate it when movies or shows have a secondary love interest for a character who already has someone perfectly suited for them that’s stupid levels of hot and they pick someone less hot to be the second love interest, yet expect me to just automatically ship it. My mom once made me laugh about the movie San Andreas being unbelievable, not because of the earthquakes or natural disasters, but because no woman in their right mind would’ve divorced The Rock (now, mind you, The Rock BEFORE he turned out to be The Turd, so I agreed with that statement). I hate it when they give you a perfect love interest for a lead, then toss some other guy in there like we’d ever care about him, and Neagley didn’t do that with Hudson Riley. This isn’t the Hunger Games where we all know that Katniss is gonna end up with Peeta, but they cast Liam Hemsworth as Gale and he’s so fucking hot we kept subconsciously wanting him to get with Katniss (or at least me and Honest Trailers did, LOL). It’s finally a show in which the hotter guy is just as good a choice as the less hot guy, but please believe, this is not to say Holt’s not fine as hell. That’s one good lookin’ Canuck, but I note here that the casting was the first thing I liked about Riley.

And then he opened his mouth and really made me like him a lot.

First off, I LOVED Riley calling Neagley out on her shit. You don’t get to complain about his Daddy issues when you’re not all the way together with the haphephobia and with your buried trauma. I loved that he called her out, but I love more that he later apologized. He was right to call her out, but he also did it in a rather insensitive way, and it’s nice to see a man that can admit when he’s fucked up. It instantly made me take notice of him as a person; you can tell a lot about someone who apologizes too much or too little, so for a straight cop to be able to openly say he was sorry to her more than once? Yes. Instant feather in my cap. That instantly made me like Hudson Riley as a person.

And then his relationship parallels the one with her and Reacher, but in a good way, and without feeling too similar nor too soon.

Like I said above, I had already assumed they’d assign her a cute white guy partner, but I had assumed that it would go the way of something like Elementary, where all seven seasons, Watson and Holmes remain platonic with obvious Ship Teases where necessary, but they stuck to their guns. Reacher didn’t hit the gas too fast, which is easy to do in a show of this nature. Instead, Riley and Neagley’s relationship is a bit like an enemies to lovers or a rom-com, starting off cold and hostile, then slowly bonding over the course of solving the case and becoming friends and partners. I genuinely felt it when Riley said, “someone comes at you; they come at me” and I genuinely felt it when he was worried about her and asked her to keep him in the loop better and I genuinely felt it when he said, “I don’t want anything bad to happen to you; I like you, even when you’re not always that nice…like right now.” Not only does he get what she’s about, he fucking respects it. It sent me over the moon. I do call the show out on the contrived coincidence that he grew up with a girl that also had haphephobia that he was romantically with, but the rest? Hudson Riley, you pull up a chair and you sit comfortably at this damn table, sir. I have to say he won me over so much by just being so patient and having very little toxicity going for him despite being a Chicago cop with a criminal family. I didn’t think I’d like him as much as I wound up liking him, and it’s due to the great writing and even better acting.

I also liked that Riley asks for a kiss, but isn’t upset or hurt when she declines gently. Instead, he looks forward to where things might lead someday. Riley’s patience with Neagley is what sold me on him so quickly, and I don’t mean in a gross way like men should just be handed a participation trophy for the bare minimum. No, no, I mean how many times he checks on her mental health during the show, making it clear he’s a sounding board and someone who is safe to be around. Neagley needs that with her isolated lifestyle and I am so glad that he seems to really want to help her understand her complicated new feelings and I look forward to if they touch at some point. Like Reacher, I’d be elated to see Neagley kiss him, but it’s okay if we take this shit extra slow because of the circumstances. Just know that he is by far the best part of the show aside from the emotional aspects handling trauma and the Reagley/Neacher scenes. Kudos, Riley. I dig ya.

Aside from Riley, though, the show’s roster is filled out with Renee and Keno. Renee is a secretary at York Investigations where Neagley worked and Keno is a runaway scam artist that agrees to help them infiltrate Echo Canyon and get evidence to convict and shut them down. I really found myself happy with how they’re written and acted, going from total strangers to Renee being genuinely worried about Keno and wanting to keep him safe during his dangerous mission. She rightfully calls Neagley and Riley out for being insensitive insisting he stay to gather the evidence; that’s the right call to show their flaws and show one of her strengths. I was delighted to learn that she has a lost brother as her character motivation and I look forward finding out if she ever finds him. Keno absolutely grew on me. I assumed he’d just be a nuisance at first, but then he commits to solving the case, even at the risk of himself, and I truly thought it was a great bit of writing. I liked them both and look forward to seeing how the rest of their stories unfold.

The antagonists are slimy, and I commend the show for hiring our own Dewey Crowe as Lawrence Cole (Side note: if you love Reacher, you’ll likely enjoy the hell out of the first four seasons of FX’s Justified. Just, uh, stop at the end of season four and you’ll thank me later for that advice. If you feel you must keep going, then skip ahead to Justified: City Primeval. Do NOT sit through Justified seasons 5 & 6 or you’ll regret it. The only thing you need from season 5 is “the twenty-one foot rule” scene and that’s it.) What a slimeball. All four of our antagonists were utter slime and you cheered when they got their fucking comeuppance after sending dozens of innocent people to their deaths. I enjoyed the hell out of the action and love that they found the most disgusting, hateful villains for Neagley and her team to take down. You truly want them to get what’s coming to them by the end.

Now then, we’ll touch on Neagley’s traumatic repressed memories and the scenes with her father, Calvin.

Hoo boy.

I cried. A lot. Wow, did they do her scenes unpacking the trauma well. What’s so hurtful is seeing her father refuse to admit the truth and fly into gaslighting her. Sadly, this is the most common M.O. when boomer parents are confronted by their Gen X or millennial kids or even their Gen Z/alpha grandkids. The older generation thinks that trauma should just be forgotten and buried and that we are to leave the past behind without holding them accountable, and the newer generations don’t agree; in fact, we violently disagree. Burying trauma doesn’t make the symptoms stop. It doesn’t do anything but hold together a very superficial, fake peace and allow people who have never been held accountable to keep behaving in the same destructive ways they always have, and to see this show call that out is beautiful. It’s very tempting for them to deny that boomers fly right to gaslighting and denial when confronted by their own children, but they show it here and it’s very important to see it. Why? Because they don’t just paint it as a black and white issue. Now, granted, they don’t tell us (in this season, anyway; leaving it open in case a future one does) why the pedophile that abused Tommy was never arrested, but he insists they found the evidence in his home and chose to execute him when it was apparent Neagley would be his next victim. The entire traumatic memory is still given enough writing to make it land. I can easily see a man who had already lost his wife just going off the deep end when his baby girl was targeted by a known pedophile, and Calvin was unable to keep Tommy safe. I like them taking Calvin to task for the gaslighting and the denial and the trauma, but still made him a sympathetic character at the same time, not a demonic father like poor Hudson Riley has to deal with. They handle this entire subplot with respect, and as someone with a traumatic background, I appreciated the living shit out of seeing how realistic it was for Calvin to deny it all until the guilt was too much and he left Neagley a dying letter confessing it all. He still allowed her a measure of peace after he died, and that too is a complicated grey area that I like for this show.

I also had always assumed that Neagley was touch averse naturally; finding out she feels lonely and even notices she may want Riley to touch her someday was surprising, but not unwelcome. I know there will be a section of people disappointed she won’t stay touch averse, but I also didn’t realize that she had haphephobia rather than just a touch aversion. Phobias aren’t always a result of trauma, but they often are, so it was great they answered the question and then didn’t imply that she is being “fixed” because something is broken; instead, she found out something she thought was a natural part of herself was caused by trauma, so she’d like to get healthy and stop being lonely. Adding that she is lonely is what made the difference. If they hadn’t done it, then it’d feel like they were “fixing” her and I also am so glad Reacher reacted with kindness and humor and love; he could’ve blown the moment by asking questions or making an insensitive joke, but he nails it.

What I want for this show moving forward is just expanding and embellishing on the things it’s already been writing about in Reacher season four and Neagley’s first season—digging into who she is and what she wants, and then filling in the same with her new tiny team. I pray to God they are written and acted just as well in season two and I pray none of the usual fucking politics about a show with a WOC hurt them at any point. (And God forbid, I hope Death stays the fuck away from EVERYONE INVOLVED after the shit with Hayden, Tim, and Dolly.) I really hope they listen to our feedback and make sure the show is written well and everyone’s arcs are fairly distributed. I can’t wait to see what her next case is and I pray we accumulate more fans as the show continues.

And now, I get to get on my soapbox for a second.

AHEM.

Fuck the Reacher Tumblr fandom for all its support of his show, but then it’s goddamn CRICKETS when it’s time for Neagley.

And I mean it.

Fuck. You. All.

Mmkay, FINE, I’ll elaborate: Not all of you on the entire site–just this specific section of the fandom that is so quick to make a .gif of Reacher shirtless or naked that they can get that .gif generated inside of ONE HOUR after a new episode has premiered, and yet we’re now almost three weeks away from Neagley’s premiere, and I see zero .gifs of this show on Tumblr. I had to go to Tenor directly just to find them. I’m livid, but not the least bit surprised. After all, these are the same pricks that let Captain America: Brave New World flop for superficial fuckass reasons, but yet nobody had a bad word to say about Thunderbolts under-performing at the box office with the same mixed reviews. I have long been used to the diet racists on Tumblr, and I am calling them ALL out right now. This is horseshit. You squawk all day long about wanting more content for people of color and more content for autistic and aro/ace/ representation. They GIFT WRAP a show to you that is about a likely autistic touch averse biracial black woman with haphephobia who is a life companion/platonic soulmate to a handsome white autistic character YOU ALREADY LOVE…and your reaction is utter fucking silence?

Go to hell and take your hypocrisy with you.

I’m not saying every Reacher Tumblr fan will instantly love Neagley. It’s a different show. No. I’m saying that it’s ridiculous you motherfuckers can .gif Alan’s beautiful Cake (TM) in ONE HOUR and THREE WEEKS LATER, I have to go to goddamn Tenor just to find a single .gif of Neagley. You can all fuck off and stop wheedling in the tags about how you want this representation. You were handed this representation on a silver fucking platter and you deliberately chose not to watch it or even give it a chance. I’m tired of listening to this shit and I’m going to go over here with the neurotypicals to hang out and geek about the show since you fuckers can’t be bothered. I ain’t taking it back. Tumblr, you can kiss my black ass for abandoning Neagley.

Quote me on it.

*steps off soapbox and tucks it away*

So here’s to you, Neagley. It’s been ages since I have felt so seen, and to have Neagley admired by no less than two hunky white dudes that think she’s pure sunshine just makes it even better. I hope there are nothing but good things in her future, and Reacher’s too, and I’m so glad everyone put their heart and soul into this first season to really make it shine.

Kick ass, girl. See you in the funny papers.

A proud fangirl,

Kyoko  

JordanCon 2026 Schedule

Hello, my beautiful heathens! Once again, I’ll be invading your geeky and nerdy spaces to talk of ships, and shoes, and ceiling wax, of cabbages (“MY CABBAGES!”) and kings! I’ll be at this year’s JordanCon as a guest and a book seller, so please come through one of my panels or visit my table in Author’s Alley! I can’t wait to see you all there, my lovely darlings!

ConTinual panel: Favorite Sam Winchester episodes of Supernatural

Welp! If you guys know anything about me, you know I’m a Sam girl (as pictured above, and yes, that hug was as glorious as it looks) and so I was recently on ConTinual gushing about our giant lovable Moose’s best episodes of Supernatural. If you’re a Sam girl too, tune in below!

https://www.facebook.com/groups/ConTinual/posts/1928907867721776

An Ode to Frankenstein (2025)

God bless the geeks and the freaks.

After all, they are who we have to thank for what I am considering one of the best adaptations of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein EVER. Now, I don’t want to Get Out this movie (aka overhype it so much that the very sight of its poster and the very utterance of its name pisses me the fuck off to no end), but I do want to give this movie every flower it deserves on its well-made grave. I know nobody cares, but I just have to take an aside to gush about this film particularly because it was a long time coming and it did not disappoint. Anyone that knows me knows I was heartbroken when initially, Universal approached Guillermo del Toro about directing a new line of monster movies, but the time commitment and the potential lack of creative control meant he turned it down. I am so very glad I live in the timeline where they managed to hand him a Universal movie monster, and not just any single one, but probably the one he understands the most as a lover of monsters. I promise I’ll try to say something worth reading while I try to discuss why I enjoyed the film so much as someone that writes books and movies (Note: I started writing screenplays in 2024; done with one, working on a second, and will begin two or more in 2026, so cross your fingers for me, darlings!)

As such, I will be spoiling the entirety of the novel and the new del Toro adaptation, so if you wanna go in unspoiled, watch it, then pop back in here. Spoiler warning for everything below!

I think what I want to talk about enough to bother you all with a blog post is that I am so delighted to be right that del Toro’s changes to the story all were changes that I not only like, but appreciate. I usually am a bit wary of anytime there are large differences between a book and an adaptation, but del Toro is arguably my favorite director of all-time (no offense, Mr. Nolan, but you lost me so fucking hard with Tenet that it’s crazy) because he understands story and character on such a wonderful level. I know that making movies is a business and so a lot of these decisions are made for money reasons, but my favorite thing about del Toro is that everything he makes has his vision in it. And del Toro’s vision is so clear and so concise because he gives a shit about story and character. I love the simple care he puts into making you follow someone’s journey, no matter how dark or violent or scary, and it ends up weaving in such elements of beauty that I’m always left with a sigh of wistful relief when I see his films, and this one is no different.

To avoid this becoming a twenty page gush-fest, I’ll focus on two areas that I think are why this film is not only important, but why I enjoyed it so much.

First, let’s talk about the changes to the story that I truly think added so much to an already great book.

For anyone that’s been out of a classroom for a long time or isn’t an avid reader, I’m sure you probably either only know some of the basic plot of the novel or you’ve seen the famous Boris Karloff version. What I really love is that del Toro was able to capture, in my opinion, the best of those three worlds.

The Karloff version is the one most people know that introduced the idea of electrical instruments or a combination of chemical and electrical reactions to reanimate the Creature. The monster is also never referred to as Frankenstein in the Karloff version, but the people mistook the movie to mean it was his name, so that also was something del Toro and other adaptations have had to correct over the years. Karloff’s version is also the one with the disabled assistant named Fritz; Fritz was created for the stage play version of the story, and he is not in the novel, and so he’s not in del Toro’s version nor is he actually Igor, who was made popular by one of the sequels to the movie. The Karloff version also had the Creature have little to no speech development and remained basically childlike except in fits of rage or fear, and that is probably the largest departure between the Karloff version and the novel.

The places where all three intersect are interesting. Del Toro has the Creature intelligent and learning, same as the book, but he takes the chemical and electrical aesthetic from the Karloff movies to use for how Victor Frankenstein creates the Creature, which is not specified by method in the novel. I really enjoyed how he found a way to nod to Karloff version that made this story a household name and helped movie monsters leap forward in how they were written and acted.

The first change I want to talk about is the decision to switch Victor’s best friend Henry to his younger brother. This change I truly liked, but I think it was just a bit underdeveloped compared to what else I’d have liked to have seen. It gives us this really nice amount of underlying tension, as you see his brother Henry is very soft spoken and normal, whereas Victor is loud and abrasive. Being alone after the passing of their father made him a very submissive younger brother, but he does more here than I think Henry did in the original 1931 Frankenstein, as his part was also cut for time. Here, Henry is a foil to Victor, showing how enabling someone with self-destructive tendencies almost always leads to you, the enabler, being hurt by that same abuser. There are several points where Henry could have chosen to do something that would hurt Victor’s feelings, but might have spared him tragedy, but he doesn’t intervene. For instance, Victor hides that he’s responsible for Harlander’s death. Henry could have asked more questions or forced Victor to hand the Creature to the authorities for murder and implicate himself, but he didn’t do it. He never involved the authorities since he knew it would take his brother away and he seemed to think he could always mitigate the damage that Victor did, but he was fatally wrong. I really wanted more of this brotherhood, but again, you can’t fit everything into a movie, so it remains a good but underdeveloped piece of the puzzle. I really liked Henry calling Victor a monster before he dies; it is something that’s been missing from many adaptations of the book in my eyes. It speaks volumes that Victor is somehow angry at the Creature when it’s his own actions that result in the deaths of Henry and Elizabeth both, shirking all the blame and all the responsibility. He truly is a monster.

The next change I want to talk about is the decision to have Elizabeth enamored with the Creature rather than in the novel where she is betrothed to Victor. What a choice! What a change! In the novel, Elizabeth never meets the Creature; it only appears on her wedding night to murder her out of revenge for Victor refusing to create him a companion. Not that other stories haven’t done it, but to me, this version might be the strongest part of the film other than the Creature himself. What impresses me the most about the choice to have her enamored with the Creature is it does this neat transition from an almost motherly, protective thing to the Creature growing into his manhood, personality, and maturity, so he becomes a man that could have been good to her in many ways since she was a lost soul. She is immediately taken with him as a woman in a society where for the most part, she will never get what she wants. She was born in a time period where all she can do is live under a man’s boot, and she doesn’t even get to really pick which man and which boot. She sees the Creature’s pain and she calls Victor out on his shit immediately, which is why I loved her the instant I met her breaking him down about the War. Elizabeth is a character that historically has little to no agency; in the Karloff version, the most she summons up is the courage to visit Victor when he’s acting erratic. She never gets to do anything else in the story, though she does survive in the movie where she dies in the novel, but here, Elizabeth actually has agency in a surprising way. Elizabeth’s choice to condemn Victor for mistreating the Creature is the first really excellent change that I love the del Toro and his writers made. It’s such a great conversation to have about what makes love what it is in the first place. She felt a connection with his pure innocence and his pain at being somewhere he never wanted to be against his will. They manage to make it feel so authentic and heartbreaking rather than as weird as I’m sure normal people would consider it, and that’s why I love del Toro. I love his ability to take something weird, scary, and off-putting and recontextualize it into something beautiful. Her decision to jump in front of the Creature (and God bless, she had no idea the damn thing can’t die, poor baby died for nothing) actually hands her back her agency, when normally it would be considered Stuffed into the Fridge. That’s what I found the most surprising—I usually HATE this trope. I hate it when a girl dies just so the man in the story will be sad. Fuck that. Let women have agency apart from the men that love them, and ironically, Elizabeth’s choice to take the bullet for the Creature gave her back her agency in a story where she couldn’t truly act to do what she wanted. There is a chance she could have run away with him, but Victor’s selfish hatred and cowardice took that from her, but she still gets to be herself and die as herself by asking the Creature to take her away with him. Seriously, I mean it. It might be the best thing about the entire adaptation, personally, for me.

The only downside is that I thought this film was building up to have the Creature ask Victor to change Elizabeth into his companion, but they don’t do it. They just let her die and the matter is dropped; in the novel, Victor does make the companion, but destroys it at the last minute out of fear of what the two of them might do to the world. It’s not a soul-crushing thing for me, but it was disappointing as I felt it might give her a little extra agency to come back as the undead, but get to live an eternal life with someone that cares for her deeply. It could be the studio vetoed it, but either way, I would have liked her to become The Bride for a Sequel Hook at the end, personally.

Finally (at least in terms of our discussion of the changes), I really liked del Toro deciding to change the Creature from vengeful to sympathetic and from a mortal man into an immortal one. In the novel, the Creature is sympathetic until it confronts Victor and asks for a companion since Victor rejected him and so did the rest of society. The two of them are locked in a hateful chase and cat and mouse game until the confrontation on the boat where he finally is injured enough that he will die and the Creature confronts him one last time. I knew that del Toro would write our Creature sympathetic and I love everything about how this version of him came to be. It’s such a great change to make him immortal, as he is completely right: some of us are born against our will and we live in constant pain, and death is the only comfort some of us will ever know, and Victor’s blind ambition has stolen that from the Creature. It is amazing to me the Creature came to pity and forgive him, as I know I’d be irreversibly ruined by the thought of never dying. What I love most is that it really does change the message and tone of the novel for me in a good way. The novel is much more pessimistic with the Creature realizing he is no happier having gotten his revenge on Victor and he will commit suicide so he will never harm anyone else. By having the Creature forgive Victor—even though Victor has done NOTHING to earn it—he can find the only peace he will ever have if he truly can’t die. The way Victor patted his head just made me burst into tears the second time I saw it, much like his scene with the old man. Del Toro and Jacob both do so much fucking work that really makes the Creature’s journey land. It’s why you’ll see me refer to the book version and the early part of the script of this movie as “it” and then after the Creature becomes a man with experiences, I refer to the Creature as “him.” He truly moves from an it to a him over the course of the film in a truly wonderful way, and I really hope the superb writing and acting earns them some Oscar nods, even though I know the fucking Academy hates speculative fiction and asking them to nominate Sinners and Frankenstein (you know, two films directed and starring people of color) in the same year over that godawful upcoming Avatar 3 is going to be a fight to the fucking death. But I digress. They add so many dimensions to the Creature in this adaptation and I think it’s going to really be considered one of the best ones in history.

Next, what I really wanted to gush about is the way that the narrative takes Victor to task for his blind ambition and irresponsible denial. Now, I have already heard a bunch of stuffy old dudes on various social media bleating about del Toro “making Victor the villain” and I’m sorry, time to be a dick: you ain’t read the book if you ever thought Victor was NOT the fucking villain.

(Side note: Can we stop that, by the way? Every single time a movie that women identify with personally, especially a romance or gothic horror story, that is universally praised and makes money, a bunch of men come out of the woodworks to complain about the “author’s intent” and complain about superficial aspects or they just plain “can’t explain why they don’t like it but they don’t” and they need everyone to hear them. Please, let’s make this the movie where we stop fucking doing that shit. If women are enjoying something that’s generally agreed is quality work and you hate it, that’s valid and fine, but also, stop fucking raining on women’s parades when the thing they enjoyed that was made specifically for them did not work for you. You’re allowed to dislike it, and you’re allowed to say you disliked it, but if you got on your fucking post just to dislike a thing women identified with, close your laptop or the app and ask yourself why you felt that fucking impulse in the first place. Do it for me. Thanks, chums.)

Victor Frankenstein here is only slightly more villainous than his novel self, if you ask me. The reason why is that of all the people identifying with this version of the Creature, I identify directly with the idea that I hate being alive and I never asked to be alive; it was the will of my parents and…biology…frankly, as I don’t believe for one second God’s sorry ass wanted me here. Therefore, I LOVED this portrayal of Victor as an arrogant, in-denial, irresponsible, selfish coward. Oh, I loved it. I had longed for a less sympathetic version of him that took him to task over playing God. Forget the religious implications; what truly came through for me in this film is his fucking irresponsible nature. How dare a fucking surgeon expect something that was dead to have retained knowledge and understand in a matter of fucking weeks. It takes a human child a year to fucking talk, and yes, that information was already available to him as a doctor and just in general. Victor is utterly horrid the entire time and I am so glad they did not choose to spare him. They make him a detestable sack of shit, to the degree I was glad to see him die. The scene that truly tore it was “make me save you.” I swear to God, it was the instant I wished I could kill Victor myself. Not only did you choose to kill the Creature inhumanely—fire HURTS, and so does smoke inhalation—but he pretends the Creature could ever save itself when he already decided to destroy him. He demands the Creature say another word and the Creature says Elizabeth. Victor then pretends he didn’t hear it and leaves him to burn to death. Like I said, it was the moment I knew I hated him to the depths of my soul. I also know because he’s portrayed by Oscar Isaac, a snack and a half, if I do say so myself, there will be a bunch of girlies that insist he’s innocent and did nothing wrong. Yeah, uh, avoid those girlies. They’re not well women, and they’re probably John Walker apologists too but I digress. I know there will be an uprising of people who hate this version of Victor for being a cold, callous fucking coward, and I’m the opposite. I fully commend del Toro for not bending to the urge to make Victor not a dickhead. He’s a dickhead in the book and he’s a dickhead here, and that’s great.

Another smaller, more cosmetic thing I wanted to talk about is I didn’t notice that Mia Goth played Victor’s mother Claire, as she was hidden behind a veil for most of it and her hair was dark (I’m face-blind sometimes, please excuse that) and after it was pointed out to me, I loved that so much of Victor’s obsession is clearly a byproduct of her death. He is angry at life or God that the only thing he ever loved was taken away and he was too young to stop it or do anything about it, so he has to create or else he will admit life took something he’ll never get back and he can’t deal with the idea. Victor is motivated by selfishness alone and it’s why he is so impatient and ugly with the Creature, refusing to give it any basic human decency as he considers it an experiment gone wrong, not a man, and certainly not a person. It’s incredible how far into his denial he flies, and I wish Act One had been a little shorter so that Act Three could have spent the time forcing him to reconcile with the fact that all of this was about his mother and lack of acceptance of death’s cruelty, and that the deaths of Henry and Elizabeth are on him and him alone. I wanted him to struggle and learn, but again, I believe it was cut for time, but I still enjoyed the motif and theme a lot. It was something I hadn’t seen in other interpretations of the story.

Okay, I swear, I’m almost done—the very last thing that I had to give its flowers is the set and costume/makeup. It’s honestly one of the most gorgeous films I’ve ever seen. I haven’t been this wowed since Prey (2022) came out. Del Toro is so great with the use of color and it really shines in the film. The standout for me is Elizabeth’s green, turquoise, and purple bonnet. WOW. It’s just a breathtaking period piece and his entire team deserves an Oscar for how hard they worked. The movie’s aesthetic is so good I was laughing after I finished watching it the first time because I knew there are entire generations of people that will make this film’s aesthetic their entire personality. And who can blame them! If this movie came out when I was in my emo phase, oh, I’d be in Hot Topic in short order buying crap from the merchandising section from this movie.

Alright, I promised, so I’m done gushing now. I hope there are nothing but good things in store for everyone involved in making this movie and I can’t stress enough that I’m not trying to overhype it, but I am genuinely excited it lived up to my expectations. It adds so much to the story and I didn’t feel as if we missed too much of the book’s spirits, but your mileage may vary.

Either way, what I can say is that del Toro loves his geeks and freaks, and I hope he continues making great movies like this one for us to enjoy for years to come. Here’s to you, Frankenstein (2025). Your accomplishments are well-earned.

Love,

Kyo

Fire and Ash Anthology

I am excited to announce that I have an upcoming urban fantasy/science fiction short story about Agent Yusuke Okamura chasing after the escaped siren wyvern dragon called “The Wildest Hunt” in Dragon Soul Press’ anthology, Fire and Ash! It is an anthology that will be out January 30th 2026.

Caution: Dragons ahead.

Prepare to delve into fiery worlds full of dragons. From hatchlings to ancients. From tame to wild. Many have their own goals, and most want to see the world reduced to ash. To reshape the world in their own reptilian image. Others struggle to survive, but heroes rise among them.

Which side will you choose?


Featuring 21 stories by the following authors: Valerie Sirenko, Stephanie Bedwell-Grime, Evan A. Davis, Donna J. Collins, Preston Dennett, Shane Porteous, Amelia Weissman, Cyrus Janiak, Barend Nieuwstraten III, Dafydd Hopcyn-Kitchene, J. VanZile, Diana Parrilla, Kyoko M., Sean E. Britten, Caroline Crews, Jacob Seinemeier, Racquel Sims, Malina Douglas, Emily Byrne, Michael Stuart Trimmer, and J.E. Feldman.

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The Slippery Slope (Part 4)

Sigh.

We’re back here again, ladies and gents. This is why we can’t have nice things, dammit.

Alright, so, the story with The Diplomat is a funny one for me. I had no intention of ever watching this show until one day in 2023, I was on the phone with my dad and he suggested the show. I asked him why, as I generally don’t go for political dramas or thrillers, but he assured me I’d get it once I watched the pilot. So I tried the pilot. I then gave my father another phone call afterward.

Me: …did you tell me to watch this show because I AM Kate Wyler?

Dad: That is EXACTLY why.

Me: How dare you.

Now then, we’re going to talk about The Diplomat in excruciating detail because I cannot shut up to save my life (“AND YOU KNOW THIS, MANNNNNNNN!”) and so if you’re not caught up through the end of season three of The Diplomat, please bookmark this post and pop back in when you’re up to date. Spoiler Warning: I will be spoiling nearly the entire show to talk about what I felt went horribly wrong in season three.

So the story of me watching The Diplomat is mostly that I found my tribe with Kate Wyler, who before season three was a sleep deprived trainwreck tomboy and that’s still 100% me (even though now I like to wear dresses, funnily enough), so I gobbled up season one in a binge-watch and did the very same for season two, enjoying both seasons immensely. Of the two, I’d lean slightly towards season one, but only for the epic confrontation scene (and yes, I know, if the genders were reversed, it wouldn’t be funny, but as it stands, it’s HILARIOUS and I regret nothing). I truly had fun with the show, so I was very excited about season three once announced. The show itself is not one of the super trending shows, so I actually had to go look up the premiere date for season three myself and then discovered the trailer was online with a mid-October premiere date, so I gave it a watch.

And I immediately got worried.

The trailer was skewed towards the toxic romance between Kate and Hal, hinted at Kate’s relationship with Austin, and then introduced some random dark-haired guy as a potential love interest. It immediately put me on edge as this show’s never used the toxic romance bit to carry it; the romance has always been a catalyst. I quelled my fears and decided to wait in spite of my unease and see where the actual season went, as trailers often are misleading.

The season came out. I was in Atlanta hanging out for Multiverse Con, so I split the eight episodes into three days of viewing after the con when I got back home.

I am very, very worried about this series now.

Let’s get into why.

Alright, recap time: The Diplomat stars Keri Russell and Rufus Sewell as Kate and Hal Wyler, a married couple of diplomats and ambassadors to Britain. Long story short is that their marriage is a sham and only being kept up for appearances as both of them are toxic and argue constantly, then make up constantly over how to handle her job. Kate then finds out the Vice President of the US is going to be replaced and they have been eyeing her for the role. She doesn’t want it, but shenanigans happen and eventually, she realizes there may be some merit in accepting the role and so the show is about them not only keeping Britain from going to war thanks to their irresponsible, childish prime minister Trowbridge, but also her slowly realizing the path to the White House might be right for her after all. The conflict comes from keeping Trowbridge under control and the fact that Hal loves to go behind her back to manipulate things in his favor to give him more power.

In season three, Hal told President Rayburn that the VP Grace Penn was the one who suggested the mistakenly fatal attack on the HMS Courageous. Originally, it was a tactic that should have resulted in no deaths, but errors caused it to kill 41 sailors and sink the ship. The shock of the news plus Rayburn’s age and poor health result in him actually having a heart attack and dying upon being told his own VP was partially responsible for the deaths of 41 British sailors. The country is thrown into crisis mode as they speedily ready Grace Penn to be sworn in as President, and to the Wyler’s shock, she actually chooses Hal to be her VP, not Kate. Hal and Kate have an intense argument, but she tells him to accept the role, and he does, but she is now second lady and the ambassador to Britain, and so the strain of doing both roles then completely deep-sixes their marriage all over again. Kate becomes resentful of Hal leaving her out of conversations she feels she should be involved in; Hal resents Kate for moving on with a new boyfriend even though they are supposed to pretend to be happily married in public. Then, a discovery is made that there is a derelict Russian sub in British waters carrying a very bad nuke called the Poseidon. If they don’t remove it quickly, a bad foreign power will get their hands on it, so everyone has to now convince the very angry Trowbridge to address the nuke sub issue without causing an international incident between the US, the UK, China, and Russia.

On paper, that doesn’t sound like a bad season, right?

Well, here’s where things went wrong for me.

  1. The Kate/Hal ship went from toxic, but compelling to outright abusive and unlikable. I have to admit I’m not surprised this was the first bubble to burst in season three. I’m sad it did, but I’m not surprised. They walked a razor thin line between being toxic but fun, and sadly, the writing has now pushed both Hal and Kate into full on emotionally abusive sociopaths. The reason that the Kate/Hal machine worked in previous seasons is that as angry as they get, they also recognize that they find comfort and solace in each other because they’re both fucked up. Both of them are vicious in their pursuit of protecting their station and protecting the country. The balance struck in the previous seasons showed you all the good and all the bad, meeting in the middle at a dead stop. Neither one of them could get out of their own way to be together in a healthy way, so they just constantly were in a Will They/Won’t They holding pattern, throwing in Austin as Kate contemplated picking a much healthier romance over Hal. Sadly, this season, they lost the thread completely. Hal is a jealous boorish pig who won’t stop sniping at Kate and behaving like an angry teenager whether he’s with her or without her. Before, we knew he got frustrated with her, but now it’s just an entire season of passive aggressive sniping comments and snide remarks. It’s the opposite of what made us all love to hate Hal in the first place. Rufus Sewell was chosen for this role because it perfectly suits his acting ability. He almost always plays a bad guy because he just has a bad guy villain face and voice, but here, Hal is a complicated creature. Hal is extremely smart and extremely creative, but he’s also an egomaniac that wants monuments built in his honor because he just fancies his own intelligence that much. He is effective, but he’s also stubborn and is incapable of holding his tongue in any high stress situation, so he’s also a liability. Before, Hal was a dangerous but necessary aspect of the show. In season three, he’s intensely unlikable for his childish taunts and refusal to cooperate simply because he’s jealous of Kate’s position and Kate’s new boyfriend. Kate, conversely, has similar issues, but this season also ruined her. Before, Kate was a mess, but not a disaster. She’s also stubborn and self-righteous, but for the most part, her heart is always in the right place and she is trying to avert a crisis. In season three, Kate is characterized in a way that I’m not entirely sure was intentional. She is indecisive the entire season through in her personal life, somehow ping-ponging between Hal, Austin, and a third love interest randomly introduced a few episodes into the season who’s just there to scratch her itch. Now, do I know it’s very human, if messy, to sleep with people you work with? Yes. I promise I’m not slut shaming Kate Wyler. What I am saying is she’s written so poorly this season that I feel the urge to slut shame her, and I shouldn’t because slut shaming is wrong. There is no excuse for her behavior, in my opinion, and I only mean from the standpoint of the fact that she KNOWS she is to pretend to be happily married to Hal and arrogantly assuming she can sneak and fuck Callum Ellis the entire time with no one figuring it out is absurd. Hal notices it the very first time he even sees the guy, so why would she assume no one in the entire organization would put two and two together? It’s simply a bad idea to jeopardize her career and Hal’s career for sex. It’s just sex, lady. You’ve had it before. Maybe just suck it up for a while and wait until things cool off, then try to get laid? It just comes across as shallow and stupid of her when it’s so easy for her to get caught and ruin both their careers. It also makes them both look like terrible people abusing each other back and forth all season long with no repercussions other than their own unhappiness. It makes you not want to spend time around these people, and I’ll use an example to help you get why it bugged me so much. Billions is fantastic show my dad also introduced me to, and it’s against my nature to watch that one as well for its subject matter, but it had one key factor that made me not finish the show. Billions is an excellent show. But Billions is a show in which literally every single character is an immoral piece of shit. Are they all well written and interesting? My God, yes! They are FASCINATING people, but every single one of them’s an asshole, so what happened is I simply got tired of spending time with so many shitty but interesting people. I just stopped watching after I realized no one was ever going to be someone I could root for, and that’s okay. It simply wasn’t for me. The difference is that Billions was always about immoral but interesting people; The Diplomat was not. Kate and Hal started this show as likable leads, and season three took that out back and shot it in the head twice. I am sad to say I think The Diplomat moved Kate and Hal into unlikable territory in the same vein as Billions, and I think that decision is a mistake.
  2. The Kate/Callum subplot was terribly underwritten and unnecessary. Kate has more than enough material if the writers room wanted to make the romance the focus, and Callum’s late, under-written inclusion massively hurt this season for me. I actually had a comedy of errors the first time I even saw the guy. I had accidentally walked into another room when the series put up the graphic for the (very stupidly handled) five month time skip. So I watched the next scene utterly confused, rewound, and then realized I’d walked away from the screen when it told us it was five months later and now Kate is banging this chump. Is Callum an annoyance as a character? No. He’s too bland for me to hate him. I simply dislike him because who does a time skip on a romantic fucking relationship and then expects me give a single shit about the new guy nor his relationship to Kate? Why would we care? We don’t know this guy from a hole in the ground and he’s just every charming British bloke. The reason Callum falls so flat is that Austin is a much better choice even though it would land them both in hot water if anyone found them out. Callum comes across as totally unnecessary when Kate’s sexual tension with Austin had been building in a nice and believable way, so throwing another bland dude in the middle and then deep-sixing the relationship abruptly with no explanation and a rushed marriage comes across as terrible writing. There is no reason Kate needs another man in her life. Especially since she confusingly says she wants another chance, then she runs to Hal in the finale and claims she wants to go back to him. But that segways into my next point.
  3. Characters do contradictory things in the narrative in a way that doesn’t feel organic nor intentional. There are two big decisions this season that, to me, make no sense whatsoever: Austin getting married to a girl he met and dated for five months and Kate going back to Hal in the finale. Austin’s entire arc is confusing to me because it feels like the writers cannot decide what his use is in the show after the first season. He seems to be a foil to Hal at first, showing decorum and restraint with Kate and she’s never had that before. At first, I thought they were doing a non-stupid version of what the Twilight series attempted with Jacob and Edward (and yes, I hate myself for even knowing this subplot at all.) In New Moon, Bella claims that the decision wasn’t Jacob vs. Edward; it was who she should be versus who she actually is as a person (which is nothing; Bella is the worst protagonist in book history and I will not ever retract that statement COME AT ME SCRUBLORDS I AM RIPPED) and I thought maybe the show was slowly putting that together for Kate. To me, Austin is who Kate would choose if she was ready to leave behind the toxic patterns she learned with Hal. She would not behave with Austin how she would behave with Hal if they got together, no way, no how. He is a true gentleman and would likely treat her with nothing but the utmost respect. However, that’s not what went on. It looks like Austin unfortunately got used to just interrupt Kate and Hal’s relationship and be a threat without ever being a true threat. Recently, the black fandom’s been calling it the Disposable Black Girlfriend trope, which is where a very nice and interesting black woman is introduced as a love interest to a handsome white male lead, but for almost always shallow or stupid reasons, they break up or never get together at all and he is later put with a canon white woman. It seems even The Diplomat may not have escaped this annoying trope, just gender flipped. I do not understand why they had Kate pursue him in this season when it’s not a viable option for her, and the impulsive makeout they have felt forced. Did I like it? Hell yeah! Get you some, Austin, you’re a cool dude! But it wasn’t right. It felt like it was lip service to just address the romance one last time, then push him off to not be with her because she’s stuck in her toxic ways. I can at least postulate about what went on there, but I cannot at all for Kate running back to Hal and begging him to take her back. I will probably watch this season again with my parents and I still don’t know why the hell Kate said she’d take Hal back; literally, there is a scene earlier in the season where she asks Callum for a second chance. I’m baffled as to why they won’t let Kate outgrown Hal and vice versa, as they both became so abusive this season that I don’t get why they would get back together.
  4. Kate acts out-of-character for much of the season, but specifically how she behaves with Eidra. This part I continue to be vexed and confused by. So part of the involvement of Eidra is that the plan to attack the HMS Courageous (the conception was for a harmless attack, but the attack itself would have fixed something for Britain if carried out correctly and it just went wrong) was suggested by Grace Penn to a woman named Margaret Roylin, the direct mentor to Trowbridge. This meant that they had to secure Roylin as a material witness to the massive international crime, so she’s been in Eidra’s secret CIA safe house. After the early events of the 3rd season, they want to move her to the US so she won’t be murdered by her co-conspirators in Britain and Russian, but unfortunately for them, Roylin commits suicide by taking her sciatica medication’s entire bottle in the safe house. This now means a British political figure died in CIA custody off-the-books, and without informing the British intelligence, so Eidra is now up against being fired and criminal charges since Kate is the one that told her to detain Roylin and they were supposed to transfer her on Trowbridge’s orders. Now, Eidra and Kate have always had a strained relationship because Kate does risky shit and refuses to ever change her mind even when she’s wrong, so this didn’t help that relationship one single bit. What feels wrong about it is Kate is weirdly cheerful even though Eidra is visibly afraid for her freedom and career, and so it comes across as callous. Kate should be doing everything she can to help fix what she broke by telling Eidra to detain Roylin, but she instead makes matters worse by acting indifferent and by messing up several things that would have helped Eidra avoid the hammer coming down on her. Now, in the end, she manages to avoid getting fired or thrown in jail, but it is not much thanks to Kate and it truly gave Kate this unflattering white women indifference to an Asian woman’s plight, especially unflattering because all of this is Kate’s fault. Yes, Eidra could have said no, but under those circumstances, a no was going to be an even bigger problem. I just think the show handled the entire subplot poorly and made Kate look like an ingrate.
  5. The characters make several Captain Obvious idiot decisions that you know won’t produce the results they want, yet they behave as if they had no other choice or that it was a good idea. As a few of the IMDB reviewers have pointed out, the show would bend the rules for things a diplomat and ambassador can do, but season three broke them. There were several moments that I can tell wouldn’t be tolerated by our government nor the British government, but the most egregious moment for me was the Poseidon incident. It makes no sense that Grace, Hal, Kate, and Billie behaved like Trowbridge has been anything except a whiny, immature, sexist bully and a coward. The second he threw Rayburn under the bus and protected himself and Roylin, you knew that any plan with that sub wasn’t going to earn his cooperation. The idea to sink it should have been the first thing out of their stupid mouths instead of sneaking a drone down to take pictures. Trowbridge had already been enraged at Roylin’s suicide and the (fake) news that Rayburn suggested the Courageous attack, so why in the living hell did they all act like he would listen when they told him about Poseidon? Plus, as the reviewers pointed out, I very much don’t think Trowbridge could have acted without Parliament or other procedures, even though I am an American and I don’t know how their system works. All I know is it didn’t sound believable in a show where it mostly tries to sound logical. I also agree with the people that said blaming Rayburn was a scumbag move and it made you dislike Kate, Hal, and everyone that went along with it. I have no love for Rayburn, but I also thought it was a slimy way out for them all. This show has routinely proven that it can write smart characters, yet this season felt like everyone got slapped with a dunce cap and told to be stupider, maybe to appeal to some kind of broader audience? I’m not sure. All I know is that shit with Trowbridge was dumb as hell, yet the series acted as if it was the right choice or the only choice. I also don’t understand why the fuck Hal and Grace would steal Poseidon. There is no benefit at all, unless they got intelligence someone tried to steal it first and they just stopped that theft. There is no reason for them to have stolen it from Trowbridge other than cheap, easy drama next season, so that too is another sign that this series is on the slippery slope.

I truly don’t think this show is at a point where it can’t be saved, but this season struck such a hard blow against it that I’m reeling a bit. It’s just such a vast difference in quality in the writing that I have to wonder if three things happened, and I’ll hopefully find out someday now that the season is out: (1) Netflix told them they got the season four greenlight, but they have to start trending, not just getting great reviews, and so they told them to insert way, way more romance and sex to attract female viewers ala Scandal or a Shonda Rhimes/Ava Duvernay series (2) Netflix told them that they want the show more like Billions, where the cast of characters are terrible, flawed, but interesting people, instead of sticking with the flawed but likable cast we currently have written (3) The show ran out of ideas of what to do next due to the excellent writing for their first two seasons, so they tried focusing on the romance instead of the clever plot and added more sex to try and distract from the fact that they ran out of ideas for season three. Since it’s so early, I’m sure there isn’t much out about the third season’s production, but I will be listening out to hear if one of those three theories is why season three is so damn wonky.

I’m also not alone in my griping for once. I popped open the IMDB page after the season three premiere and several of the user reviews have said the exact same things that I did (albeit it with brevity). What’s scary is how many of the recent reviews not only say that the first two seasons are great and this one sucks, so many of them use the exact phrase “soap opera” that I can tell I’m not the only one that thinks season three is a massive step down and setback from seasons one and two. Truly, if you don’t believe me, go have a look.

I really want this show to get out of its death spiral. I do. I hope that the critical reviews are read and reviewed by the creator and the writing team and they realize this is a simple misstep and they course correct. After all, we just saw the first Castlevania Netflix series do the same (great first two seasons, terrible third season, but much improved fourth season closing it out, though it didn’t do everything we wanted like make TrephaGretacard a canon poly ship, but I digress.) I don’t feel like this season made everyone irredeemable, but if I were the writers, I’d set up the first half of season four to fix everything I just said. Fix Hal and Kate so that they are no longer unlikable sociopaths. Fix Austin so he’s not just being used and discarded to interrupt your main ship. Toss Callum out the window or actually bother to write him into the narrative so he matters and we care about him, whether that’s love or hate. Get everyone’s actions back to being consistent. Stop making lazy decisions for easy manufactured tension. Make sure Kate has an actual arc, not just bouncing around on dicks making really poor decisions (and again, not slut shaming; saying please write the sex and romance parts better).

You can do this, Diplomat. I believe in you. So please believe in me, in your audience, and clean this shit the fuck up next season, or I won’t be back, and I might not be the only one walking out on you.

I guess we’ll see where we go from here. Let’s hope it’s up, not down.

Multiverse Con 2025 Schedule

I look forward to joining everyone in the Peachtree City, GA area in our yearly celebration of all things geeky, and here is my schedule. See you all there!

Excerpt from Terminus III: “Things That Go Bump in the Night” by Kyoko M.

Welcome, one and all, back to the wonderful world of Atlanta, Georgia! I am very excited to announce that the third installment in Milton J. Davis’ fantastic short story anthology series is here: Terminus III! Today, I’m sharing an excerpt as we pick up on the third story with Cassandra Moody, the daughter of the original Wolfman, and her on-and-off-again paramour, the Father of All Vampires himself, Count Dracula aka Vlad Tepes. Please kick back and enjoy this Halloween-themed excerpt from my story, “Things That Go Bump in the Night.”

Purchase link below at the end of the excerpt.

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What kind of lunatic brings Count Dracula, aka Vlad Tepes, aka He Who Conquers aka Father of All Vampires…to a murder mystery dinner on Halloween?

Me. I’m the lunatic. My name is Cassandra Moody. Nice to meet you.

You see, the Count and I have a uniquely weird sort of friendship. It has to be, considering he’s the world’s oldest vampire and I’m the daughter of the original Wolfman. He met my parents a few centuries ago and they’ve been dear friends ever since, meaning I got an introduction. I didn’t really get to know him until a few years ago when he came to visit us in Atlanta, Georgia and I took him out for a night on the town that ended in a brawl with rival werewolves…and us making out. Just a little. I’m a classy girl, after all—I don’t just make out with any old vampire, no, I had to go and choose the Father of All Vampires. Go big or go home.

Ever since, he and I have had little…visits. That’s the nicest way to put it, really. He comes to the states every few months to hang out with our wolf pack, see my parents, and…well…the man’s title is He Who Conquers. I’m sure you can put together what we get up to each time he visits. A lady doesn’t kiss and tell.

This year, however, the Count had enough time to stop in for Halloween, which is actually a big deal in the supernatural community. Most of us get to cut loose on Halloween since the march of technology is now so advanced that many supernatural creatures can walk around as themselves and most normies write it off as elaborate costumes or special effects. Since this would be the first Halloween we’d be spending in each other’s company, I decided to make it an occasion. I’d gotten invited to a murder mystery dinner thrown by a friend of a friend, so Vlad decided to tag along for a night of thrills.

And trust me, vampires and werewolves hanging out is always a night of thrills.

The limousine rolled to a stop once we’d reached the mansion. Yes, mansion, since living for hundreds of years at a time usually means vampires are filthy rich from learning the tricks of the trade to making money. The driver walked around and opened the door for me, offering his hand as I stepped out into the brisk fall air.

I picked up the hem of my dress and carefully stepped out onto the little circle around the massive fountain. We were in the land of the rich, which for Atlanta meant the West Paces Ferry area aka the same side of town where Bill Murray’s mansion resided. I’d never be able to afford a house out this way for a hundred years, not unless I used my werewolf powers to rob a bank or knock over an armored car. I could also admit being the only black woman at a fancy murder party wasn’t the smartest idea, but I was a werewolf and could take care of myself in any situation, not to mention Vlad would go to bat for me in a heartbeat, pun fully intended. My dress flowed around me, heavy and silken, as it was a replica of the iconic, fur-lined brown dress that Bette Davis wore in All About Eve. That was the party’s theme for the night—the fifties, which happened to be an era that our hosts liked a lot, so every guest would be dressed as a character from a movie within that decade.

As such, my long dark-brown hair had been set in nice pin curls like Bette Davis’ look in the film. It was no mean feat; my hair was naturally quite curly, so I’d gotten a silk press, then set it with bobby pins overnight. It had been a pain, but it actually looked quite nice.

My date then stepped out behind me, dressed in a replica of the suit that Gary Merrill’s character, Bill Simpson, wore in the very same film. And boy, was Vlad something else to look at in a vintage suit. He was a whopping six-foot-four with sooty black hair enough to fall into his crystal blue eyes, contrasting his trademark pale skin. He was extremely well built, but that was because he was a predator and prey came to him easier when he was a handsome devil. He had a very slight Transylvanian accent and one of the driest wits I’d ever encountered. There was nothing more fun than trading banter with Dracula, in my book.

Well. Maybe one thing, but I digress.

“Ostentatious, but it’s what I expected,” he mused as he unfolded that giant frame from inside the limo, brushing lint from his right knee. “And it’s a house on a hill, no less. Quite fitting.”

“Quite indeed.”

He tucked my hand into the crook of his elbow, his sky blue eyes filled with good humor and affection. “Might I say again how radiant you look, Miss Channing?”

I did a little curtsey that made him laugh, affecting Bette Davis’ unique accent. “Why thank you, Bill, darling. I try.”

We walked up the steps of the gigantic house. The heavy door opened and a butler appeared. He was grey-haired and wore traditional fifties butler tails along with white gloves, bowing politely. “Good evening Miss Moody and Lord Tepes. Thank you so much for joining us this evening. Please follow me.”

He stepped aside and we walked into the massive foyer. I could hear orchestral music flowing in from the main living room. The archway to our right led to a dining room with a long oak table. There was a staircase straight ahead that led to the bedrooms. The hallway beneath it likely led to the kitchen. The one to our left sounded like it was where the guests were starting to mingle, and it was where the butler directed us to follow him. My heels clicked on the marble floors as we walked into the main area where our murder mystery would be taking place.

When we reached the door, the butler bowed and left. There was a young, pretty girl waiting for us wearing a French maid costume and a big grin, her scarlet lipstick gleaming in the overhead light. She offered us the top hat in her hands that had little folded slips of paper. Each slip was a different color, no two the same one. “Welcome to our party! Please pick a piece of paper from the hat to find out your character assignment and what actions you will perform in the role. Make sure not to show it to anyone, not even your partner. Over there are your sheets for logging evidence during your investigation.”

We thanked her, then both selected a scrap of paper, a murder suspect sheet, and a fountain pen. I peeked at my assignment. I’d chosen the role of suspect. Tonight, there would be a fake murder and a fake victim, so the rest of the party would be trying to figure out who killed them and why. The winner would be granted a lovely prize: a check for five grand as well as a little fancy trophy and some bragging rights. I saw Vlad glance at his role as well before pocketing it, his expression unreadable as usual. We thanked the maid and headed into the room to mingle with the rest of the guests.

There was a total of eight guests including me and Vlad: four men and four women. The first woman in the bunch was the most noticeable—Elizabeth. She wore the black flapper girl dress from Some Like It Hot that Marilyn Monroe had worn, meaning she’d chosen to dress up as Sugar Cane. And considering how rich she was, it was entirely possible it was the real damn thing if that dress hadn’t ever been lost or destroyed. Like the character she’d dressed up as, she was rather buxom and had blonde curly hair, an artificial beauty mark on her cheek, her lips red. It contrasted with her pale skin, as she was a vampire just like Vlad. And I noticed that her eyes locked onto my date immediately, which raised my hackles. There were a lot of women after Vlad, considering he was one of the wealthiest men alive and was handsome to boot.

The man beside her wore a grey suit that clued me in to his character: Roger Thornhill from Hitchcock’s North by Northwest. Lex was a tall, strapping man with dark hair smoothed away from his face, his cheekbones elegant, his brown eyes already slightly glazed over from alcohol consumption. Supernatural beings did like to party, after all, and werewolves like him were no exception. He nodded to me politely and then sipped more wine.

The woman beside him, Jamie, wore the striped dress of Joan Crawford’s character, Milly Wetherby, in Autumn Leaves. Her dark hair was pulled away from her face and pinned up with a few neat curls near her forehead. It made her piercing blue eyes stand out even more. Her eyes looked even brighter in her werewolf form; she had white and grey fur. I’d always found it to be lovely.

The man on her right, Robert, was dressed as Frederick Loren from The House on Haunted Hill, or as most people who know the actor, Vincent Price’s character. He had his dark hair oiled and had a fake pencil thin mustache to complete the look in his vintage suit. He was chatting with Jamie and sipping from a glass of white wine. Like I said, werewolves love their booze.

His partner in crime—in life and in the party—was Maxine. She was short and curvy, wearing the iconic purple and gold outfit of Annabelle Loren from House on Haunted Hill, with her blonde hair in soft waves, but away from her face. She had a Steuben with what smelled like whiskey in it as she talked to Lex.

The last guest was Paul, a male vampire dressed as Brick Pollitt from Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, particularly Paul Newnan’s powder blue set of pajamas as well as his leg cast. He had a crutch under one arm to sell the look, his brown hair neatly brushed. He took a deep sip from a chalice and his lips were unnaturally red as he did so; lots of vampires preferred their blood this way, but there was no denying they still liked it fresh right from the source. ‘

The room we’d entered looked to be the family room. It had a long burgundy couch and a matching loveseat across from it with a few more individual, but equally nice chairs around in the center of the room. The fireplace was directly across from the door and the walls were adorned with framed paintings of autumn landscapes and snowy mountains. It was all on gorgeous hardwood floors with rugs dotted around under the furniture and there was a black grand piano in the corner.

 Robert and Maxine were our hosts and we were the last to arrive, so they quieted the group and then addressed everyone.

“Thank you so much for coming!” Maxine chirped. “We can’t wait to get started. Raise your hand if this is your first murder mystery dinner.”

I raised mine, as did Vlad and Jamie. “Well, don’t worry. We’ll walk you through everything. Everyone has been assigned a part to play and you are not to reveal to anyone else what yours happens to be. In just a few minutes, there will be a murder. Our victim will play dead for the rest of the party and the rest of us are going to look for clues and interrogate each other until everyone has decided on who they think is the culprit. Once everyone has chosen, we’ll go around and let them explain their accusations. Once everyone has had a turn, then we’ll reveal whodunit. The person who wins is the one who guesses the culprit and the murder weapon. In the event that two or more people are right, we’re willing to give out equal prizes and you can share the trophy. If no one guesses right, then it’s void and we can technically shift the roles and try again if everyone is patient enough to do so.”

Robert spread his hands. “Any questions?”

“Are there any particular restrictions or rules?” I asked. “Like ‘don’t leave this room’ or something to that effect?”

“Oh, no, you’re welcome to our home,” Robert said warmly. “Please explore as you like. The entire place is part of the mystery, so you’re welcome to go anywhere you want since everything counts as a clue or a possible scenario to figure out whodunit. You won’t need to go outside, though, as all the clues are indoors or can be viewed from indoors.”

“Will we split up, pair up, or stay in a single group?” Jamie asked.

“It’s completely optional. Whatever you think will help you solve the mystery.”

“Lovely,” Vlad said. “Are the wait staff assisting us or are they off limits?”

“You’re welcome to ask them anything,” Maxine replied. “They’ve all been handsomely paid for participating. We try to keep them happy since they keep us so happy.”

“Are any of them part of the suspect pool?”

“No, we decided to keep it to just the guests. They won’t be any of the assigned roles, but they can assist if you think of things to ask them.”

Robert walked over to the doors and pulled them shut, locking them with a key he tucked into his pocket. “And just for the murder itself, we’ll keep the doors shut and locked and the lights will go off briefly right at nine o’clock on the dot. In the meantime, please enjoy some libations and get ready for the main event.”

I took a moment to offer everyone a Cheshire cat grin. “Fasten your seatbelts. It’s going to be a bumpy night.”

Most of the group laughed, having understood the reference. If there was one thing I was good for, it was references. I was a millennial, after all.

“How’ve you been, Vlad?” Elizabeth asked. “I haven’t seen you since this turn of the century.”

“Oh, you know me,” he said casually. “I suffer from wanderlust. But I’ve been making trips to the states more often on account of a certain someone.”

He paused enough to wink at me. “And I like this time of year in Atlanta. It’s a rather festive city, after all. There is so much to do and the culture is very rich.”

“It’s really coming along nicely,” Lex said. “I live over in Little Five Points and it’s such a good area for the creative crowd. My sister’s a professional dancer with a troop over there so it’s nice to see so many people in the entertainment industry working in that area.”

“I’ve been interested in the movie industry’s interest here as well,” Jamie said. “Like that studio out in Fayetteville. It’s exciting that Atlanta’s becoming so prominent in the filming world.”

“Well, it is cheaper cost of living here due to so much poverty,” Elizabeth said. “I’m not sure I could live here.”

Lex shrugged a shoulder. “Just depends on where you go.”

“Atlanta’s not a pretty town, but it’s got a little bit of everything,” I said. “If you know where to look. I’m trying to convince the Count to get a summer home here; I really do think he’d like it.”

“Oh, yes, yes,” Jamie said excitedly. “It would be amazing to have you in town more often, you know. That last soiree that you threw at the beta’s house was incredible.”

Vlad grinned. Had his fangs been out, we’d have seen them. “Why, thank you. The only hesitation is that if I buy a home here, I’ll never bloody leave.”

“The state would vastly benefit from your presence,” Elizabeth said, and the comment finally made me really take notice of her. I’d only met her twice. She lived in SoHo, but I also knew she had properties all over the states. We’d never held a full conversation since my instincts told me she had no regard for me, either from being a werewolf, being black, or being Southern. There was something…selfish in her eyes. She gave me the impression she spent a lot of time looking down her nose at other supernatural creatures and humans alike.

“Perhaps,” Vlad said smoothly, sipping from the champagne flute that a waiter offered. “The Moody wolf pack has been very good to me. I wouldn’t mind settling down in a city this vibrant with so many beautiful women around.”

I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t help smiling. He wasn’t fooling anyone. “Yes, these are the priorities of He Who Conquers.”

Most of the group chuckled. “Excuse us for just a second.”

I tugged my date aside. It wouldn’t be great since both vampires and werewolves had supernatural hearing, but I still wanted a moment alone with him. “Problem?” he asked as quietly as possible as we stood by the fireplace. The crackling hearth would throw the sound off a little, hopefully.

“How much do you know about Elizabeth?” I asked.

Vlad frowned. “Not much. She comes from the Norwegian clan of vampires. I don’t see her very often, truth be told. She keeps to herself mostly. Why?”

“My Spidey sense is tingling.”

Vlad arched an eyebrow. “My darling, the copyright infringement.”

I poked him in the side, glaring. “I mean it. Something’s up. I can feel it in my gut.”

He nodded. “You have good instincts. Trust them. I’ll keep my wits about me much as possible, then.”

“As much as possible?” I echoed.

He grinned again. “Well, you are quite bewitching in that dress. It’s very distracting.”

I scoffed, but wanted to smile again. “Oh, stop it, you dirty old man.”

His eyes gleamed as he leaned down to my height and dropped a soft kiss to my lips. “Never.”

And, of course, that was the exact moment someone turned out the lights.

TO BE CONTINUED

Grab yourself a copy in all formats directly from Milton’s website or wherever books are sold! Milton will also have copies at the upcoming Georgia Indie Book Faire on September 13th, 2025, and at Multiverse Con October 17-19th 2025, so be there or be square!