There Is More to Knowing That Mitochondria Are the Powerhouses of a Cell: A Stranger Things Season 3 Reaction

If you haven’t watched Stranger Things Season 3 yet, please do not read this blog. Press that “X” button on the upper right hand of your screen. Thank you.

To begin, I must say that when it comes to seasons after the first, I always lower my expectations. You know, like this meme:

But Stranger Things is one TV series that gets better and better every year. This season, the writers brought us new characters to love, old characters to love even more—and grieve, if I may say—and a plot that would keep us thinking: What the hell is happening? 

Episode 1 proved that the writers did their research. If you’re the “But they’re only fifteen!” type of person, then consider yourself aging. Not-so-kidding aside, I remember not understanding my parents with attitudes like Jim Hopper’s, who wouldn’t let me have crushes during my teen years. I mean, adolescence is the best age to fall in love and break your heart (not that you have to), and the “children” of Stranger Things portrayed this well.

My favorite duo in season 2, Steve Harrington and Dustin Henderson, now has an ally in season 3 in the name of Robin. I love them so much!

Episode 2 showed us more internal problems, like Nancy Wheeler being mocked at work because she was a woman, Will Byers being always left out because Mike Wheeler and Lucas Sinclair had their girlfriends to think of, Hopper’s growing feelings for Joyce Byers, and Eleven and Max Mayfield’s deepening connection and friendship (because of “stupid” boys, stupid in a sense for white lying, I suppose, and generalizing the other sex). And it was funny to see how these adolescents handled relationships poorly because it was like watching how I’ve handled mine years ago.

But girl was I pissed with the guy who looked like Trump.

This is me involving myself in situations.

In episode 3, I began to have an interest in Joyce’s personality, particularly her childlikeness and curiosity. Because seriously, if my magnets fell off my fridge, I would just throw them away.

This is you stalking your ex’s partner.

Also, can we note how douchebag Nancy’s men coworkers were (they were the real villains here) and how pure Will was? I mean, I was at this point where I began to be a little disappointed with how Will’s screentime got lesser every season, yet his acting was still on point. I wanted more of him in the screen.

But girl was I mad with the writers for playing with our fragile hearts, showing stilts of Bob. I mean, We were trying to move on, and then you show us Bob? You monsters! (cries in Demogorgon)

What I didn’t expect in episode 4, and even in the entire Stranger Things series, is to love Nancy and Mike’s mom. She was able to (1) resist temptation and choose her family and (2) advice her children properly. I stan this woman with all my heart.

The only thing I’m bothered here is why are there no guards in important places 24/7? Or maybe I should leave this to suspension of disbelief.

Why do people here in Stranger Things 3 look good even in their houses? I look garbage inside mine.

I did not take notes for episodes 5, 6, and 7 too much because these were where the real action began—featuring screams, grunts, and bloodbath. Indeed, the Stranger Things team made sure our eyes wouldn’t linger even for a second, and I’m not against it.

Just let me shout how frustrated I was in (1) the scene involving Hopper and the guy who looked like Arnold Schwarzenegger: Joyce, you had one job! and (2) the unjustly end of the duo I didn’t know I needed in my life: Murray Bauman and Alexei.

Let us all spare a minute to pray for the cuteness that is Alexei, the most dangerous man in the world. I just . . . have this love-and-hate relationship with the writers of Stranger Things for all the new characters they are bringing, knowing too well we’ll get attached, and then killing them.

Episode 8 brought me the most intense intro I’ve ever seen in my life and the weirdest scene in a thriller series. You know, like you’re suddenly doubtful if you’re watching Stranger Things or High School Musical.

This was me that time (and laughing in between). I mean that was one minute. They could’ve saved the world, without Hopper dying.

Billy Hargrove’s death was expected though. It was a beautiful death, actually, one that will be noted as one of the excellently executed deaths. I just hope there was clear reconciliation between him and Max, but such is death—it would not let you reconcile.

I know that the writers have previously mentioned about a major character dying in season 3, and I was ready, together with a battalion of Steve lovers (as the trailer seemingly suggested), but I just didn’t think it was Hopper. I cried in his letter to El, taking the following lines to my heart:

Keep on growing up, kid. Don’t let me stop you. Make mistakes, learn from ’em, and when life hurts you, because it will, remember the hurt. The hurt is good. It means you’re out of that cave.

But please, if you don’t mind, for the sake of your poor old dad, keep the door open three inches.

This was all of us.

After watching such a good season, waiting for another year and a half to figure out what the evil Russians were doing, why the children like Eleven were made like that, and what the tubed green bottles were for is really torture. But I’ll be patient . . . because Stranger Things, for the third time, proved to us they are worth the wait.

And if there is one thing in this season I will surely remember, it is to never underestimate memorizing science facts—they just might save the world.

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