MY HOMIES
I remember when I saw the first episode of Spartacus. Wow! is all I can say. The blood, the guts, the heads flying from one side of the arena to the other. I mean, this isn’t for the faint of heart, you guys. So be sure that’s your thing before you start watching. I mean, I didn’t even know something like that was my thing.
It’s crazy what those folks considered entertainment back in the day. You fought till the death in the arena. So if you were a fighter and still breathing each day, you were considered pretty darn good because you have to keep fighting until one of you ends up with a gruesome death. There’s no other way around it. Those are just the rules.
And I love the storyline, but you’d have to watch the series from Episode 1 to even begin to understand what is going on.
GANNICUS deserves an area all to himself. All he has to do is stand there and look pretty and all is right with the world.
Gannicus, Gannicus, Gannicus. What can I say about Gannicus? I remember when I first saw Gannicus. It was love at first sight. I remember it as clear as day—a new top-notch fighter who had never been beaten in the arena, was being introduced for the first time. And BOY did he make Continue reading “Am I Really The Only Girl Who Watches Spartacus???”