Rather than a work of art, this season was like a child’s hastily drawn crayon scribbles on a white wall, like thirteen different colors swirling all around each other until the whole thing turns brown. The child revels in its creation, but all anyone else sees a mess.

Considering how things have been going, he’ll kill everyone in the freak show and then himself. Because this show loves the easy way out, and they’ve proven that the easiest way out is for everyone to die.

“What a sicko!” Good on Finn Wittrock for not resting on the inherent irony of that line. He’s the beacon of hope for this series.

If this episode could be replicated twelve times, American Horror Story: Freak Show would’ve been a miniseries to reckon with.