War-ren: What is it good for?
By now, we’ve all seen it. The complete and utter character decimation of the single greatest character Warren Young has ever written. (Yes, I know about the play. No, I don’t think it was better than Bloodlines. I just think it was more pretentious.)
I know I haven’t talked a lot about my visit to set (I’m also literally not allowed to talk about much, because of papers and NDAs and other stuff I had to sign), but now I can finally say: the scene in the graveyard that changes everything Bloodlines has ever been about? I was there when they filmed it. And honestly? I think I’ve been in denial ever since.
I can’t say I haven’t been watching, even knowing that this is where we’d end up. I think I wanted to watch Warren earn the choice, or for it to be some epic head fake, you know? Like, you know how you just watched your favorite character inexplicably murder a hero in front of your eyes? Don’t worry about that. Actually, he was possessed! He wasn’t in his right mind! He’ll have to deal with the consequences of his actions, even though he didn’t make them of his own volition!
And, I tried to rationalize with myself. When I went to set and watched them film this scene, there were still eight episodes we hadn’t seen yet. There were eight episodes for Warren and the other writers to earn this absolutely mental choice they made with Luther. Every week I’ve been watching, waiting for a hint of where we were headed, hunting for the puzzle pieces that would make the final picture slot into place.
The truth? There aren’t any.
















