I’d say more of a run-of-the-mill episode, this one. I’m tempted to say patient-of-the-week, even. Which isn’t necessarily bad, this episode went back to the show’s original roots—two patient cases interspersed with a bit of personal growth for the main characters, but nothing that really stood out in either a negative or positive way for me.

First of all FUCK YES! We are renewed for season 6!! I’m so stoked! Second of all, aww, this was such a feel-good episode. I chuckled, I smiled, I aw’ed, I had fun. A much needed reprieve after all the stress and hardship and emotional turmoil. I loved it.

This one felt like a solid one with good storytelling and ample emotional moments. I really enjoyed it, and may or may not have teared up once or twice.

Okay, Team Taylor, Blake and Listo did it. You restored my faith and redeemed the show a fair amount. Cause this episode was fabulous in so many ways. I really needed that. Thank you.

Hm. I wish I could utter a ‘yippee’ about this episode. I didn’t quite hate it as much as Crazytown, but it is coming in a close second as imho weakest episode of season 5 so far. I’ll refrain from going all meme-fest on this one, though. Don’t expect any gushing, either.

Woohoo, first new episode after what so many tabloid media outlets frustratingly called an “unprecedented indefinite winter hiatus”! But wait, it’s not April yet. What happened? Well, apparently cancellation of Promised Land happened, and so here we are, with The Good Doctor back on our screens way sooner than we dared hope!

Winter finale ahoy, how is it already that time of the year? I more or less expected that this one would be a doozie, and a doozie it certainly was, but I have so, so much love for this episode, and it’s gonna go high onto my list of all time favourites. So much intensity, and so much food for thought offered to us on silver platters, served with a healthy portion of upheaval and dismay.