It's making that whole Betty's Dad The Serial Killer look well thought out and perfectly timed.
And while we're on the subject, I'm pretty damn sick of this whole Farm bit too. They've made them way too powerful and impregnable, to the point where there doesn't seem to be any way to take them down at all, unless Hal (who isn't dead, please, Riverdale, we were not born yesterday) shows up to team up with Hiram and whoever the hell the GK is to run them out of town.
(Also, TOTALLY CALLED the whole Evelyn is Edgar's wife bit, not because I'm so brilliant but because it was really the only way to take this whole debacle, which has zigged and zagged enough to paint a whole herd of zebras and finally just is twirling in exhaustion.)
(Also, did anybody else snort with derisive laughter when Edgar said "your best friend Kevin" is here? When did he and Betty last speak, even? When has he even had a LINE in the last five episodes?)
(Also, suddenly Penelope cares about the twins again? Or, in total fairness, Jason Junior/Dagwood? Since when?)
So I'm not crazy? What a relief. Again, Riverdale exists in pockets of time and space that barely interact on a linear level. I guess that explains why Betty and Jug never even tried calling each other; hard to get through when your cell phones are in different dimensions.
What the hell was the entire point of that whole D&D thing besides getting Gladys out of town in the most convoluted way imaginable? Because I don't see what anybody on the Gargoyle King side got out of it but a dead Kurtz, which if frankly okey-dokey with me because that freakazoid was a hardcore lunatic killer that would have had Hal going okay, wait, this kid's messed up.
But seriously: the GK didn't do much except, as I said, run his Fizzle Rocks seller off and kill his cook. No charges were pressed, Ricky apparently just took off, Jellybean's fine, Jughead didn't bother taking a swing at the pile of sticks and bones that whoever this is runs around in--WHAT. WAS. THE. POINT?
Good for Josie fleeing in one piece! Nice for at least one parent to remember she exists, since Attorney McCoy and Ex Sheriff Keller were less of a presence in this than the Pussycats. Don't they care that Kevin has totally drunk the Kool-Aid? Will they even notice Josie's gone?
As for the entire boxing brohaha, I cannot care at all. I mean, no parent in this town seems to think that none of these TEENAGERS never going to school, organizing professional bouts, running off on a national music tour or barely escaping a cult with their skin intact seems at all odd, so it's hard to think any of it matters.