Let me begin by saying HTGAWM remains an extremely entertaining show, and Viola Davis is a consistent force of nature. In short, she's not the problem.
But I've been wracking my brain trying to figure out why Annalise Keating didn't drop her husband the first time he stuck his dick in someone else (during their marriage, that is). Like...this man left another woman for her, then once he got married to her, he kept fucking other people (seriously, in this episode she snaps at him about his "white whore", causing my promptly jaw to hit the floor).
You're telling me the brilliant and formidable Annalise didn't realize it was time to drop this fool? She's the one in the papers. She's the celebrity of the town, and with her client roster and prestigious teaching gig, you know she makes bank.
Why not drop the husband and bang the detective full-time? Or another defense attorney? Or someone from the seven-figure spectrum of her list of clients? What is so important about Sam Keating to this woman?
Turns out, she "needs" him. Despite everything, she "loves" him. For those of you who didn't watch this past episode, she actually breaks down at the end and confesses all this to him...'causing me to wonder what really shitty weed the writers were smoking.
The most interesting storyline in this past week's episode was when Liv tried to prove the innocence of an alleged political assassin who attempted to kill a president thirty years ago. Turns out, he actually did try to kill the president, he just needed Liv to prove it beyond a shadow of a doubt so he could properly take his seat at the "assassins' table."
Other than that, it was business as usual. Cyrus being short-sighted and getting played by the sex worker, Mellie being back on the saddle and in it all for herself, Fitz being useless...and Liv having a really stomach churning dream in which she's screwing a lover who alternates back and forth between being Jake and Fitz.
And swimming...she's also dreaming about swimming, and the dream ends when she swims to the edge of the pool and finds Daddy Pope glaring down at her and saying, "For God's sake, Olivia, wake up."
Seriously, Liv...wake up. And by Liv, I mean the writers. And Shonda. Seriously, everyone attached to the White House needs be demoted to a guest star, and we need to get back to cases because the storyline with the political assassin was actually interesting...amusing as hell ("Now get me the electrical chair. I don't want any of that lethal injection crap!")