I’ve reached the midpoint of The Blacklist season three and for the life of me I don’t understand Liz and Tom as anything other than the writers wanting a relationship in there even though it makes no emotional sense whatsoever, and only is of a shoehorned narrative use.
Bix dot Blog
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.