Nashville Recap: The Dead Wives Club


I like how the second half of this season announced itself immediately by giving us exactly what we wanted right out of the gate. We wanted more Juliette, and there she is, looming large, Max Headroom–style on our screen. We wanted more full songs (or at least larger chunks of songs) and she’s singing a lovely ballad. And, most of all, we wanted Peggy dead — and damned if they’re not zipping up her body bag and carting her away before the opening credits. Good night, vaguely villainous Peggy. We hardly knew ye (mostly because you were written in a really inconsistent way, to be honest). But we’ll always have pig’s blood. Read More...


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