Grimm 1x10 - Going Out In A Gallenblaze Of Glory

(Hint: That is not how you pronounce Gallenblase.)

- Okay. So. Boy gets kidnapped and driven in a white van for god knows how long to a compound in the middle of godfucking nowhere and thinks that dropping a trail of pearls LEADING FROM THE DRIVEWAY UP TO THE HOUSE will do shit all? Wow. Smart stuff.

(You know, for my personal sanity let's pretend that there were tons of other houses on that compound which I just didn't happen to see.)

(Also let's pretend that I missed the scene where they've been dropping pearls out of the van all along.)

- WHY. THE FUCK. WOULD YOU STERILISE THE INCISION SITE. OF SOMEBODY. YOU ARE GOING. TO KILL ANYWAY? I would buy the surgical gear for the sake of not leaving behind any printsy or DNAy evidence and simply not getting bloodsplattered, but sheeshfuckpie, you realise that all that fancy OP stuff is done so that the patient doesn't die of a horrible infection, right? RIGHT? Which is sort of a moot point if you are going to harvest the patient's organs (and hang them out to dry and turn them into delicious powder instead of transplanting them) and then set him on fucking fire.

Iiiiiii don't know why that tiny detail bothers me so much, I guess it's one of those moments where I go THIS!!!!!!!!!! and point at the show and yell GRIMM! SUBTITLE: WE REALLY CAN'T BE ARSED TO PUT ALL THAT MUCH THOUGHT OR EFFORT INTO THIS.

- Wolfie, oh Wolfie. You are going to be the reason why I will keep watching this stupid show for as long as it's around. You know, maybe I should finally start paying attention to his name. Then again, I'm pretty sure I will just like Wolfie better anyway.