Yawn. That’s it, I have hit a wall with Gotham now. There is nothing ridiculously major pulling me in (other than Robin Lord Taylor’s Penguin rising up the ranks or Sean Pertwee’s alarmingly gun-ho Alfred who last week entered a different level of child guardianship by training Bruce to fight). The reason I’m starting this a little personal and with a first person narrative is because I’m starting to lose patience. The characters are just hanging there with no purpose other than to repeat the same things they are doing. No wonder a lot of television reviews feel the need to nit-pick every second if it’s churning out pure boredom as I am trying hard not to write dull repeatedly here.
I’d hoped that the introduction of one of the most famed villains, pre-horrible disfigurement would level the television series out of its snoozing period. I was vastly mistaken.
The introduction of a new character so vital is excruciatingly dull. Heck, this entire episode is so vacant. There is not a lot going on and it doesn’t really matter because at this point, nobody cares. There’s a bomb expert being used by gang members here and instead of going off with a bang, it just fizzles like a rain-soaked fireworks display. There is no character exploration either to combat with the tepid action that Gotham really needs to surge into its city. It just sits waiting for a punch that is never delivered. Yawn.
Anyway, not much to say here as we hesitantly move to the next one. Gotham is like a cat playing with the biggest ball of yarn. For a while, it’s fun. But the more you watch, the more you realise how utterly repetitive and dull this is getting.
Yawn.