First up: Still no credit for creator Alan Glynn. WTF.
Seriously, when he’s on NZT all he could think of was …
Isn’t NZT supposed to make him smarter?
And what luck …
… with that unattended cellphone. Puhleeze!
His entire NZT-enhanced plan was to count on luck?
… what is she wearing? Was the costume designer trolling us?
Nor was this:
And that company name!
The whole “he’s dead now” thing? Did anyone buy that? If you did, I got a bridge I can sell you. No, really!
How I was feeling at that point in the episode too:
Shazam, for the Stupid:
What the actual script looked like:
I don’t think this actress could remember lines …
… she seemed to keep looking off-camera to cue cards.
How I was feeling at this point in the episode too:
… a crock of shit. How many episodes do we have to slog through before finding out the NZT pills are fake?
If you didn’t see this coming …
… why? Was it because:
1) You’d already tuned out in disgust
2) You were too damn drunk
3) You were the “writer’ of the script
I cannot believe this series is going to have more episodes than The Player.
But then the series now has a Sugar Daddy too:
How about a fucking credit for Alan Glynn, you heathen bastards?