Anne Boelynciaga would be the sickest drag name

Soo.... Patrica is the descendent of Richard Warren right?

Tuesday, Wednesday tread through muck

Thursday maybe eat a duck

It’s Friday, Flat as Fuck

Widow’s Bay is one of those shows that somehow seems to be flying under the radar, which is honestly a little rude.

Because this thing is fun.

Not in a loud, desperate “please notice how quirky we are” way. More in a foggy little coastal-nightmare way, where old island lore, cursed town history, haunted inns, sea hags, suspicious fog, and deeply strange local government all somehow belong in the same sentence.

And the weird part is: it works.

The show manages to be funny without turning the horror into a joke. It does not feel like a spoof. It feels like a genuinely spooky story that happens to be full of people saying completely unhinged things with total administrative confidence.

That might be my favorite part.

Matthew Rhys is fantastic as Tom Loftis, a skeptical mayor trying very hard to stay rational while the island keeps politely destroying his worldview. He has this exhausted, irritated, “I cannot believe this is my job” energy that fits the whole thing perfectly.

And then there is the town itself.

The city hall weirdos.

The local legends.

The suspicious events.

The tiny background details.

The kind of signs, headlines, maps, and odd little visual jokes that make you pause and zoom in like a perfectly normal person who definitely has other hobbies.

It has a bit of Jaws.

A bit of Midnight Mass.

A bit of Twin Peaks.

A bit of Stephen King weirdness in a damp sweater.

But it also has its own thing going on: cozy coastal horror mixed with dry comedy and small-town paranoia.

It is strange.

It is spooky.

It is oddly funny.

And it is way more entertaining than people seem to realize.

So yes, Widow’s Bay deserves more love.

Preferably before the island wakes up and takes the lack of attention personally.

A whale seemed to "come from nowhere" and appear on the beach while Father Albertus was taking a Sunday afternoon stroll after his sermon had ended.

Some are calling it a “strange act of nature” as a couple of fishermen just off the shoreline saw the whale appear to breach the shore and open its mouth to “swallow the poor fellow wholly up”.

The whale then abruptly returned to the sea leaving the witnesses in disbelief. They returned to shore to tell of the sight to every townspeople that would listen to them. “If it hadn’t been so early in the day, I would have said drink had blurred their vision."

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If you are a socially anxious person, you have to socialize. Your panic/anxiety attacks will only get worse and trigger more frequently if you constantly avoid contact with The Public. Not saying that you need to be a social butterfly- but there is a genuine problem with not being able to order your own meal at a restaurant. And it cannot be solved by always having someone else do it for you.

Okay, come on! Whoo! Party!

Kate O'Flynn as Patricia