I never saw this coming. I blame the show’s never-ending misdirection and bad ass acting. Last week we we’re getting closer and closer to Dr. Thredson aiding Lana and Kit in ultimately helping their respective positions. He planned on taking them both through an attempt at therapy if nothing else. Hey, it all looks good on paper, right? The viewer was left wondering if Thredson actually believed Kit, only taking him through the therapy as a last-ditch effort to get a confession. He promised Lana he could get her out of the asylum, helping her receive a Pulitzer for her personal story of trauma at Briarcliff. Tonight he convinced Kit to confess his “crime” on tape, and who wouldn’t. Given the choice between execution or life, who’s to say we wouldn’t admit to it as well. I can’t image 1964’s death penalty was a refined process. Not that Briarcliff is by any stretch.
Successfully sneaking Lana out, he takes her to his swank 60’s pad and welcomes her with warmth. I think we all had a moment of striking clarity upon Lana’s arrival. Mine was when I reached for the remote and paused on the shot of the unusual lamp in Thredson’s living room. Specifically, it was the nipples on the lamp that gave me pause. Clear to Lana as well, she excuses herself to the restroom, desperately seeking an escape at every turn. She takes a wrong turn into a room full of surgical and upholstery instruments, including skeletons on the wall. Queue button-activated trap door and we see Lana fall to the basement. Upon her reluctant slap back to consciousness, she sees Wendy laying across the floor from her. Too bad she’s still frozen from a short stay in Thredson’s deep freeze. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you our Bloodyface. Thredson dons the horrific mask and the truth comes out. Holy shit. Excellent work AHS. Now, how does this asshole make it to the 21st century?
“Anne” turns out to not be Anne, or is she? You be the judge. Her husband arrives at Briarcliff and asks for her to be released. Never mind that she just shot a doctor, this is the 60’s, so his request trumps the asylum. Explained to be suffering from postpartum depression, “Anne” saw The Diary of Anne Frank play recently and started obsessing over the young girl’s life. They were the same age after all. Hmmm. She’s released by the newly empathetic Sister Jude and off she goes. This doesn’t sit well with Arden or his new cane. Assuring Jude that he’s pressing charges against her for letting a psychotic leave after an act of violence, Sister Jude enters into her most feverish prayer to date on the show. Luckily, “Anne” is back to her home at Briarcliff and Arden’s skilled lobotomy gets the husband’s sad approval.
We learn that Shelly was whisked away by Satan Rabe, dumping her mutated body at the best possible location for the least amount of trauma – a stairwell at an elementary school. “IT’S A MONSTER!!” No shit, it’s a monster. Satan Rabe tells Arden they can boot Jude an accomplish great things there. A mutual trust is seemingly implied. I know, hard to tell when it’s between Satan and a SS Officer. Or is he? Or is he not? Wait, or is he? I refer to my first “Hmmm”.
The cops show and take Kit away. Turns out a taped confession to a doctor will do that in most cases of murder. Oh, Dr. Thredson, you fooled me, my friend.
Grace expects her surgical procedure to be a morning away and screams herself to sleep. Being AHS, no one really sleeps. A familiar bright light floods under the door of her cell and the whole room rumbles. So, there are aliens again at the first sign of extreme trauma and fear from Grace. Real or harbingers of terror?
In the episode’s final scenes, Thredson suggests Lana give Wendy a cold-lipped kiss and then dons the mask, fresh with Wendy’s teeth. “Give her a kiss…she can’t bite…I took her teeth.” Howling scream….and scene!
Newly lobotomized “Anne” is now a perfect mom and wife, cooking dinner, playing upbeat records, and tending to the baby. Of course she wasn’t Anne Frank, that would be crazy. The camera zooms in on a photo of Auschwitz and the good Dr. Arden/Hans is present in the shot. Holy shit.
I have to once again gush at the level of overall talent involved in AHS. I’ll bet even the gopher and catering are tier one. Who’s that boom mic operator? What genius technique. Briarcliff remains its own character, casting light down its dark corridors and oppressive structure. I’m floored once again and can’t think about going a whole week to dig deeper. Arden and Jude are coming to an impasse very quickly, and with Jude’s newly discovered faith, I have the feeling she’s going to gain an incredible amount of strength down her empowering path. Tonight’s episode sticks with reoccurring themes. The color red is back, as is the position of power men have over women. Full of both literal and symbolic proof, my favorite was seeing Sister Satan kneeling before Arden, nursing his wound with his pants around his knees. AHS is king.
Where the hell is Pepper?