As it happened, I finished the four episodes on Saturday earlier than I figured I would, so I watched episode seven.
Now, anybody who's seen the show knows that the shit really kicks off in episode seven. So, what did I do?
Well, I finished the series.
Tonight, I'm on my way to HBO's Emmy screening. The producers and a lot of the cast are going to be there (sadly, no Anthony Hopkins).
And I don't think these cats are impressed...
|Oh, you know... just catching up on Westworld.|