Tonight we're going to watch some #HisDarkMaterials and I'm pretty excited. This season is actually my favorite of the three books and I cannot wait to cry my eyes out. #CoSoTV #mondegreenstv
Well Lyra, you look like you're old enough to get your dirigible license now.
Have authoritarian murderous priests ever ended up being the good guys in a movie? No? Hmm. Maybe there's a reason for that.
Old Saw's on board with the mission now? Does he know about the land of the dead?
LYRA : Sorry Not Sorry, The Musical.
This whole scene was not in the book. Exposition! Explanation! Coulter!
....as if the people she betrays live long enough to take revenge.
I love Iorek and all but he can be a bit too literal. Like, yeah, by definition the land of the dead is no place for the living. Why you gotta bring up the obvious, bro?
Remade shall be blade that was broken!
Iorek Byrnison : Harshin' Mellows and Statin' the Obvious.
Treachery sure gets daddy hot.
He can show you the world. Shining, shimmering, splendid.
Your anagrams are showing, Iorek.
Oh for fuck's sake, Asriel. Tone down the dramaticals.
Does Mrs. Coulter have nine goddamned lives or something? Homegirl should have been murdered a few times over by now with her just waltzing into random places and announcing herself as if they should care.
Oh good another sepia cosmological bureaucracy.
I broke that knife! I am the best!
- Mrs. Coulter, blissfully unaware that Iorek is baller.
She really talks to people like she's an affected teenager. You're like 35, Marisa. Stop acting like you listened to the Cure once and are suddenly enlightened.
Seriously : homegirl just waltzes into rooms that she is Very Not Invited Into and just . . .charms people? She's not charming! I see through her bullshit! FUCK YOU MARISA.
FUCKING FINALLY THE MULEFA. Took us long enough to get to the weird shit.
Why does Lyra Silvertongue now dress like a 1960's-era librarian who just discovered trousers?
Mmm, trial by combat!
It'd be nice if the protagonists had some sense of urgency, with four episodes left.
Parents of the Year award goes to (drum roll please) . . . : The Belacquas!