A great review for a great episode, Jess. I wonder how the upcoming movie will incorporate the show I also wonder if, in the hypothetical third season, Sarah, Ellison, and Savannah would all move in together and back cookies.
The Terminator. Apocalyptic Melodrama. Following the mediocre box office showing for Conan the DestroyerArnold Schwarzenegger was ready for something new but was less than enthusiastic about a leap into the futuristic sci-fi market.
Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles picks up its second season with Sarah Lena Headey continuing her lonely fight to save the future, hoping to stop the impending apocalypse and change the fate of her year-old son, John Thomas Dekker. While the ever-evolving technological enemy grows stronger, John begins to take the steps to embrace his destiny as the savior of mankind, yet he finds himself caught between his fearless protector, the beautiful but potentially dangerous cyborg, Cameron Summer Glauand his new friend, Riley Leven Rambin. Jones is now a believer, after Cromartie Garret Dillahunt spared his life, and he wants to figure out the truth.
And he knew it well enough to call it home. Here, the horror element is one of mental perversity, not creative exploration. In the literary world, erotic horror is a different kind of personal journey, and one that opens many doors beyond conventionally accepted notions of both fear and sex.
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In front of an abandoned warehouse, somewhere on the outskirts of Los Angeles, a fire blazed in an old oil drum. Standing beside it, a large caliber weapon resting on her shoulder, a young woman barely a day over eighteen stood guard. Sarah Connor looked away from the slender figure and back to her son. A wistful smile on her beautiful face, she tucked a blanket under his chin and brushed her lips across his, then she stood and quietly walked away.
He cleared his throat, hastily averting his widened eyes as Cameron walked into his room, clad in only her bra and underwear. His hands were behind his head and he tried to calm his rapidly beating heart, as he lay lazily, draped over the small bed. He shifted his gaze over at the clock quickly and then returned his attention back to the almost naked girl in front of him.