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I have read it now and it’s astute. It’s what I felt but had not yet articulated. Well done and thanks.

I know people who watch Westworld and then want to rewatch it and analyse it and watch actors reminisce about what it’s like working with Anthony Hopkins and suchlike. I can’t rewatch or analyse or enjoy much of this ‘making-of’ because Westworld feels not like a thing to analyse but a one-time consciousness-shattering experience. I know it is a fiction but the actors seem like they are not acting. Rewatching would be like experiencing birth again and analysing the joys and horrors of that. Or something.

I wish there could be more Westworld, even though we’re barely halfway through this season. But that’s because I know we are in Westworld, and that’s difficult to face. Much easier that I can watch the solution play out on a screen than try to effect a solution in reality.

EDIT: There is one terrible actor, but maybe he was ‘cast’ on purpose.

The English man who wrote the 'dialogue' for the hosts? Yes, perhaps it was intentional casting. Or perhaps he even intentionally acts badly? Briefly, he is sometimes (confusingly) quite good.

I notice that, every now and again, some short scenes between characters (especially the 'romantic' moments) seem to be written in a 'cliche' dialogue style perhaps to draw momentary attention to the meta-Westworld of the medium of narrative filmmaking itself; Or to the perverse social-construction of 'romance' in our haggard 'society'. There are so many layers to this piece.

Experiencing birth again can be useful, but I take your broader point and also feel no need to autopsy each episode.

Thank you for your thoughts. I'm looking forward to tonight's cerebral riptide taking me far out to sea.

Infinite thanks, also, for providing the deep access to this season for me. A great kindness in this world of violent delights.

The Englishman, yes. He was mainly no better tonight, although he managed to deliver a particularly robotic line robotically...

Rebirth may not be possible although it may well help, yes. I hear Iceland gives potential for rebirth in the hot springs.

Romance is almost certainly an illusion.

I await a desk chair this week, by which time I feel sure I will have stoic words about this sort of thing.