TV Club: On Z Nation, as in life, people reading poetry almost never bodes well

To paraphrase William Shakespeare, if poetry be the food of post-apocalyptic survival, maybe take a hard pass on it. Lured in by the sound of a woman reading Poe’s “The Raven,” this week Doc enters the land of deranged organic ladies, harvesting human flesh for all their needs in a self-contained garden of eatin’. Before all is revealed, however, the trap is set to the sounds of poems. When Doc tries to go to bed that first night, he’s entreated to stay and smoke pot, as Camilla reads Edna St. Vincent Millay’s “I Will Put Chaos Into Fourteen Lines.” It’s apt verse for the situation, as it speaks to the effort to keep a man twisting and writhing in a situation beyond his control. Ironically, it was the search for a way to communicate that ensnared Doc in the first place. Fitting, too, that bringing down …

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