Homeland is still good, so let’s stop talking about how surprising that is and get to this week’s episode, huh?
A lot happened this week, but the best avenue in may be this rather conspicuous observation: Quinn is the new Carrie. Or, rather, he’s assumed what used to be one of Carrie’s defining functions: the rogue agent. He’s out on his own now, working to track Haqqani down with no backup and against Carrie’s direct orders. That puts Carrie in Saul’s old role of the level-headed skeptic whose responsibility it is to reel in the passionate underling.
Surprise! “Homeland” has a trick or two up its sleeve. In the form of a one legitimately surprising and significant development, yes, but also an all-around solid, enjoyable episode of television marred mostly by damage the show has already done to itself this season rather than any specific transgression in this week’s episode.
Well that was an incredibly frustrating episode. Besides one of the dumbest relapses ever, it was a reminder that this is a show full of comically unlikeable characters. And, even more depressingly, the one character who was legitimately trying to expose some evil has now been arrested for a crime he didn’t commit. Oy vey.
This week’s episode picks up precisely where we left off—a gathering in the unofficial center of household: the kitchen. Yet while last week’s closer was at the end of a night filled with unsuccessful attempts at snagging a partner for the late-night mattress dance, Tuesday’s opener begins with Schmidt’s latest conquest, a woman he met on a Tinder-like dating app called Dice. After digesting the fact that Schmidt’s successful string of lady-loves (or lusts) is a result of a few “dicey” swipes, Jess enlists Schmidt as her Dice instructor. The resulting process is a full day’s worth of incredibly cringe-worthy dates, scripted escape mechanisms and Jess’s rather somber realization that these dates are not going to bring her what she TRULY wants— love.