‘Dexter’ season 8, episode 10 recap: Goodbye Miami


Synopsis: “Dexter enlists Dr. Vogel’s help to lure the Brain Surgeon to a location in order to get him on the table. Later, an important person in Dexter’s life is murdered before his eyes.”

Happy Opening Day everybody! Sunday was a great day for football, but how was it for Dexter? The show probably could’ve used another bye week. This is like the Jags getting a week off to rejuvenate and then head into the final stretch fresh and at the top of their game. But, like the Jags coming off a bye only to run into a team like Denver and get blasted, Dexter found a way to do the TV equivalent. Opening day combined with another excellent Breaking Bad means that the audience for the capers couldn’t be very engaged.

That’s a good thing because the show is continuing to drag its lame duck corpse to the finish line. Like I’ve been saying to myself all season, I believe that Dr. Vogel will eventually be unmasked as the Brain Surgeon, and have viewed her as the cat to Dexter’s mouse. Needless to say, Dexter unwittingly (like everything he does) puts himself closer to the person he’s been chasing. Of course, the show likes to constantly remind itself and viewers that’s it’s total buffoonery. How else to explain Dex’s obsession with chasing someone named Brian? Maybe it’s a callback to the series-long problem of the show thinking it’s much more clever than it really is. Potential spoiler: I’m really surprised this episode didn’t have a moment where Dexter explained to someone that that “Brian” is like “Brain” with the “a” and “i” reversed as he sneers deliciously at himself in the mirror. That’s the kind of show Dexter has always been and we all know the saying about old dogs. Like an old dog, sometimes the best thing to do is put it out of its misery instead of letting it flounder. That’s not the way an old pet wants to be remembered.

It reminds me of the golden retriever that I had for nearly a decade, Sassy. She was a lovable oaf (as most of our dogs are) and she really loved socks. She would always walk around sock, freshly retrieved from a hamper or the floor in a lazy sibling’s room. She loved to swim and have her belly rubbed. She also had a ferocious tail that, when wagging, was pretty potent. My family used to laugh because we could hear the thump-thump-thump of her tail as she patrolled the halls or stood next to a wall. But then age caught up with her. We know that’s the case for all of us, but seeing life take its toll on something you love if a brutal thing to watch. I don’t say this because I have similar feelings towards Dexter, which I obviously don’t, but because it’s fascinating to see how people react in these situations. Eventually Sassy had to be put down because she could barely walk and was clearly in pain. An undignified end to a mostly happy life. Dexter is going out in its own undignified way, but it would be leaving behind the multitude of memories that Sassy did.


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