Although drinking blood is nobody’s idea of a great time, vampirism certainly seems to have its perks. For example, it tends to make you not only beautiful but sexy and altogether horny; expensive couture practically slaps itself onto your body; you become impervious to any of the million ways the human body is flawed; you get to live forever. But that last one can be a real vampire pain in the vampire A. Not just due to all the existentialism and ennui that comes along with immortality, but also because sometimes you will be bricked into the abandoned wing of a haunted hotel, and what then? Immortality sure loses its luster in situations such as that.
But yeah, “Flicker” was pretty wonderful. Let’s talk about it!
Who were these disgusting ghouls! And was it now cause for concern that they’d been freed from their bricked-in existence?
She was played by the great Alexandra Daddario! (If this means Alexandra Daddario be appearing in the AHS franchise more, that would make me very happy.)
Anyway, within minutes the three of them were in a naked tangle on the bed. Sure, this was the 1920s, but that didn’t mean a steamy three-way was out of the question! NOTHING was prohibited in this roaring bed. Those flapping sheets could be heard all the way to Charleston. Something something Jitterbug. Sigh.
Anyway, this creepy girl and John Lowe had at least two very unsettling conversations in which she promised to take him to the killer, and he promised to kill the killer. Now, while she never outright asked him why he kept talking about himself in the third person (because let’s be real, John Lowe is for sure the killer), she DID seem sad when he promised to kill the killer. Why? “Because I like you.” Then she did this:
But yeah, “Flicker” was pretty wonderful. Let’s talk about it!
Who were these disgusting ghouls! And was it now cause for concern that they’d been freed from their bricked-in existence?
She was played by the great Alexandra Daddario! (If this means Alexandra Daddario be appearing in the AHS franchise more, that would make me very happy.)
Anyway, within minutes the three of them were in a naked tangle on the bed. Sure, this was the 1920s, but that didn’t mean a steamy three-way was out of the question! NOTHING was prohibited in this roaring bed. Those flapping sheets could be heard all the way to Charleston. Something something Jitterbug. Sigh.
Anyway, this creepy girl and John Lowe had at least two very unsettling conversations in which she promised to take him to the killer, and he promised to kill the killer. Now, while she never outright asked him why he kept talking about himself in the third person (because let’s be real, John Lowe is for sure the killer), she DID seem sad when he promised to kill the killer. Why? “Because I like you.” Then she did this:
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