I really should write a long piece on How to Get Away with Murder.
Not since Frank Underwood on House of Cards have I been so drawn to–and terrified of–a fictitious person.
Annalise takes the cake. As my friend Mischa said, she “needs Jesus”.
And it’s not just her. I swear. Every character is flawed in just the right way to keep me hooked!
Just last week I was thinking, “If these people weren’t so fascinating, I would be completely disgusted.”
Here’s what’s coming next week:
