Patience Merriman

The scripts/screenplay are very good -- tight and propulsive. But there's way too much mugging, grimacing and overacting by Robson Greene as he tries to portray a super-intuitive psychologist. And oh lord, the gore. Be prepared to see oceans of spaghetti and meatballs, if you know what I mean. Blood, brains and guts should get their own acting credits. Lurid scenes can strengthen a story, but too many and the show gets boring. "Ho Hum another dismembered corpse in a stew of blood."

What a fascinating look inside a basket of crazies! These so-called Remnant Christians don't understand one thing about Jesus. Unlike fundamentalists, Jesus does not CARE if you are 20 pounds overweight -- if you're white or black -- or if you're a billionaire or an illegal immigrant. He LOVES YOU. Gwen and her church would have you think only rich skinny conservatives go to heaven. It's so ironic that right after Gwen divorced her kindly (FAT) husband of 40 years to marry a has-been Hollywood actor, she bought her "boy toy" a fancy jet plane. Three years later -- on their way to a Trump rally, of course, he drove that plane straight into a lake and killed everyone on board. As Gwen used to preach, whenever anything goes wrong in your life, it's a sign that God is displeased and is punishing you. I think slamming your plane into a lake is a pretty good sign that God was pissed at Gwen. What is most offensive -- I can't imagine Jesus making himself a multi-millionaire by shaming people. In fact, I can't imagine Jesus enjoying a private jet, fancy cars and a lavish private home in a gated community. That sounds exactly like Donald Trump's immorality, ego and greed to me.