What I’m Watching: Outcasts

Outcasts: Season 1, Episode 7 (A-)

I’m dumbfounded by how good this show is, and it’s so upsetting that there’s only one episode to go. This episode had a really detached, dreamlike feel, which helped it work even more incredibly than usual. Tate waking up to find another Tate in his quarters was fascinating, and the way this show just simply acknowledges the existence of something unexplained and moves on is astounding. Tate going into the mountains by himself to ask Rudi for help is another reason this show is so awesome, because how often does the president just trudge off to a desert where he knows every person there hates him without telling anyone in order to help his people? I love how Cass finally asked Fleur out and she invited him over, and it’s a shame that he got spooked by that very “Desperate Housewives”-like note telling him that someone knows his true identity. His experience with Carla was just the kind of horror story that you have to hope never happens, and it was sad to see Fleur look so betrayed by Cass’ deception. His discovery about the husband’s handwriting was astute, and I’m glad he was able to save her. He’s going to feel mighty betrayed by Fleur going home with Jack, though it appears that Fleur has an even bigger role to play in all of this. Berger’s efforts to take charge while Tate is away, complete with a video of the hanging AC, are more intensive than ever, and I presume that the invasion is going to get underway in the series finale next week. I can’t wait.