TV Review: Tonight’s Episode (No. 8) of ‘UnREAL’ Doesn’t Miss A Step in its Twisted Greatness

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One thing we have come to know about UnREAL is that it never misses a step in its twisted greatness. Some episodes are strictly made to make you laugh and entertain you, while others are there to move the story along and take you dark places, as these last few episodes have proved.

Things get a little steamy between Adam (Freddie Stroma) and Anna (Johanna Braddy). Photo courtesy of Lifetime.

Things get a little steamy between Adam (Freddie Stroma) and Anna (Johanna Braddy). Photo courtesy of Lifetime.

Airing tonight, episode eight, is an episode that brings the laughs but also turns the wheel into a darker, more unexpected direction. Last week’s episode left us with many lingering questions, such as: Will Rachel (Shiri Appleby) pick Jeremy (Josh Kelly), or will she continue to see where this undeniable fire between her Adam (Freddie Stroma) leads? And now that Chet (Craig Bierko) has left his wife, what will Quinn (Constance Zimmer) do?

These questions are answered tonight, but in ways that you might not suspect. Lets just say things get a little heated and stuff does indeed go down. We also get insight into how showrunners Marti Noxon and Sarah Gertrude Shapiro plan to continue the show’s arc with its second season next year, but who knows how things will pan out in these final two episodes. But my guess is it won’t leave us disappointed.

UnREAL airs tonight on Lifetime at 10pm/9c.

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Preston Barta

Hello, there! My name is Preston Barta, and I am the features editor of Fresh Fiction and senior film critic at the Denton Record-Chronicle. My cinematic love story began where I was born: off planet on the isolated desert world of the Jakku system. It's there I passed the time scavenging for loose parts with my good friend Rey. One day I found an old film projector and a dusty reel of the 1975 film JAWS. It rocked my world so much that I left my kinfolk in the rearview (I so miss their morning cups of green milk) to pursue my dreams of writing about film. It wasn't long until I met two gents who said they would give me a lift. I can't recall their names, but one was an older man who liked to point a lot and the other was a tall, hairy fella. They got me as far as one of Jupiter's moons where we crossed paths with the U.S.S. Enterprise. Some pointy-eared bastard said I was clear to come aboard. He saw that I was clutching my beloved shark movie and invited me to the "moving pictures room" where he was screening the 1993 film JURASSIC PARK to his crew. He said my life would be much more prosperous if I were familiar with more work by the god named Steven Spielberg. From there, my love for cinema blossomed. Once we reached planet Earth, everything changed. I found the small town of Denton, TX, and was welcomed into the Barta family. They showed me the writings of local film critic Boo Allen. He became my hero and caused me to chase a degree in film and journalism. After my studies at graduate of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I met some film critics who showed me the ropes and got me into my first press screening: 2011's THE GREEN LANTERN. Don't worry; I recovered just fine. MAD MAX: FURY ROAD was only four years away.