I’d legitimately forgotten all about the big, huge reveal near the end of Dollhouse until about two-thirds of the way through season two in my full series rewatch.
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.
I’d legitimately forgotten all about the big, huge reveal near the end of Dollhouse until about two-thirds of the way through season two in my full series rewatch.