Alfred once again proved why he's such a highlight, but I continue to wonder when the series will move away from the crutch of referencing future Batman stuff and find a way to stand on its own.
Even though the Red Hood gang story will only pay dividends in our minds, it felt more like a fun, harmless one-off rather than a big, heavy "this is where it all begins" ground zero moment. And I liked that.
For perhaps the first time this season, Gotham actually feels like a show that's about the city, and how that city might come to produce not only hardened supervillains, but also a caped vigilante.
How is it even possible that after what I'm pretty sure was Gotham's most baffling episode, it comes back a week later and air what I think is this show's finest episode to date? Just when I think I'm out, they yada yada yada you get the point.
