The seven survivors of the extended family seeking refuge on the sea but find there are just as many perils as on land
The Walking Dead only leaves clues: towns and structures stand empty and ruined, marked by traces of the inhumanities that happened there. Fear the Walking Dead leaves fire: Los Angeles ablaze, fighter jets falling bombs to no avail. Its awesome, in the classic, apocalyptic sense of the word.
Strand and the extended Clark-Manawa-Salazar clan think theyve observed some security on the Abigail, Strands luxury liner complete with food, a desalinization system, bourbon in crystal decanters, and bedsheets straight out of Beverly Hills. Strand defines course for San Diego, to look for refuge at the military base there, and though theres some skepticism , nobody comes up with alternative solutions. If Strand is the Skipper of this three-hour cruise, with a millionaire and movie star on board, whos Gilligan? Maybe Strand plays both parts.
As the boat heads to sea, everyone takes a undertaking. Nick is Strands consigliere, and seems especially fit for the new world at the least by Strands standard of fearlessly chasing highs despite health risks of an overdose. When Chris decides to take a dip, Nick dives after him, shoes, old boy clothes and all.
Hector takes up fishing, and scores an eel. Travis assumes the role of squad worrywart. Chris mopes and mumbles Smiths lyrics. Ofelia lurks somewhere off camera.
Alicia, also looking for something to do, searches the radio and receives only bad news the coast guard cant assistance anyone until shes seduced by a David Bowie song and a mystery. The voice says it belongs to a human named Jack, and that he, his brother and sister-in-law are on a sinking ship. Jack lures her into his confidence, and tricks the oblivious Alicia into telling him all about their haven.
And of course she doesnt realize this is dangerous, which is partly whats so frustrating about Fear the Walking Dead. Were well versed in what the dangers of this world from watching The Walking Dead 1.0 we know all about the brutality and hijinks of desperate people in the new world order. Alicia doesnt know hard lessons about trust. Chris doesnt know that the first loss is the hardest. Madison doesnt know that they cant save every refugee at sea. I dont know how not to feel disappointed and vexed that these characters learn so slowly.
Chris is the worst, though, all mood tantrums and teen ennui. Its no astound that he doesnt listen to his fathers explanation about why he killed his mother , nor that the teen lashes out. Luckily, Madison and Hector are there to talk sense, but Chris just goes swimming and puts everyone in danger.
No one trusts Strand except Nick. Though Madison knows his narrative has checked out in so far, she still has a nagging help feeling that hes up to no good. Hector, always the mercenary, also reports that hes been watching him and wondering what “the mens” hides.
Nor does Strand trust anyone, even to the point of refusing sleep. Perhaps the only clear thing about Strand is his code of self-preservation: hell do what he wants, and anyone who disagrees can swim back to the burning city. Hes clear about at least those intentions and whats expected of his crew. Its sort of hard to argue with that.
Of course the high seas are no safer than anywhere else, as the gang starts to realize when they find a ship peppered with bullet pits. Strand wants to get the hell out of there and away from the approaching craft, but Chris, stupidly, runs for his swim.
The boat people are zombified, floating in the water and chomping for some brains. Our heroes face the two-pronged problem we so often are presented in both Walking Dead depicts: the mortal threats of the living and the dead. A third ship approaches and everyone bracings for an altercation that could be their worst yet. At sea, theres no way to escape.
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