So here we are, literally watching a show about grownup people fighting with giant scissors and hammers from a world traversable to or from our reality by a conduit opened by a "Watery Bint" masquerading as a squeaky stress toy. By all rights this whole show should be FUBAR.
But yet it isn't. Incredibly it works and we all end up emotionally invested in a world drawn by a kid in a coma.
Wonderful stuff.
But yet it isn't. Incredibly it works and we all end up emotionally invested in a world drawn by a kid in a coma.
Wonderful stuff.
