We’re headed into Ida’s brain for this week’s recap!

“It’s like Die Hard in a building.”

Things I Loved:

* The salty language! Best part:

“Voyager 2 is rocketing back home, and it’s coming in hotter than the devil’s wedding tackle.”
“Whoa, that was filthy.”

* The Code 47s. “Good for you!” had me falling off the couch. Someone please give Matt Keeslar an Emmy.

* That Tyler is now working for an evil corporation. I pray he becomes evil by the next episode and is decapitated in a painful and messy way. Sorry, guy who plays Tyler! I will dance when you die.

* “Nanobots are strong, but you’re smarter. It’s like what Sensei Ping says about weasels.”
“They can easily hide in a tube sock?”

Matt Groening claims that “underpants” and “weasels” automatically make your jokes 25% funnier. He must be right, since this and the “sausage casing full of weasels” crack both got me.

* That this bottle episode used almost as many sets as a regular episode. Never has a bottle episode taken us to so many locations! One of them was even outdoors, where the evil sun shines right in your face and people have to haul thousand-pound screens around like the world’s biggest sundial!

* The return of the Clotharians. In a show with remarkably little in the way of ongoing plot arc, it was nice to have something come back.

* Though her lack of screen time makes me sad, Four-Line Lacey sells every single damn one of those lines. “Like I don’t know” has never had so many meanings. I’m really looking forward to next week when she has more to do, being evil and all.

* The Ida inside Ida’s head. I think I would totally move in with that Ida. Mostly because I like tea and all-black outfits.

* Underpants weasels.

I Have Questions:

* Not one Innerspace shout-out? Not one?

* Some serious clunkers in the dialogue:

“Seriously, Dubbie, since you and I met, I’ve been writing like a song-nado.”
“A tornado made of songs?”
“You know it.”

You know Jake Smollet read that and thought, “Yes! For once, it’s not me!”

* “What’s up with the vents? I mean we’re coming from an isolation chamber inside a secret headquarters built by an organization so covert we don’t even know who they are. Yet somehow we have vents large enough to crawl into with accessible registers everywhere. Was this building designed by TV writers or what?”

I was smiling right up until that last bit. I’m all for self-referential Galaxy Quest humor, but it’s a step too far! A step too far! *falls into eternal abyss*

* We’re right back to One-Scene-Smollet. (And Four-Line Lacey! They could headline in Vegas.)

* I had a critical-thinky essay here about my big problem with the show, and then I just figured this isn’t a show that invites that kind of analysis, so I removed it. An English major deciding to shut up? Count yourself lucky, internet!

Man, I can’t wait for next week’s evil-Middleman. Oh Matt Keeslar, if I ran the Emmys I’d give you one tomorrow, I swear!