‘Fargo’ Frozen Five: Sy Feltz Is A Broken Man

06.01.17 9 months ago 8 Comments


The Fargo Frozen Five is a weekly countdown of five notable things from FX’s Minnesota murder show, meant to serve as a supplement to our standard recap coverage. It will probably get weird at times. In a way, that’s kind of appropriate.

5. “Mash a potato, know what you get? Mashed potatoes.”

Two things worth noting regarding the investigation into the suspicious death of Ray Stussy.

Gloria Burgle has this sucker figured out. All of it. Most of it. She doesn’t have the Varga stuff yet, in total, but one imagines she’ll start seeing new angles in the wake of her interrupting the attempted murder of Nikki Swango by the coward DJ Qualls (or whatever name his syringe-toting uniformed hitman goes by on this show). Hell, she laid the whole thing out from beginning to end — botched robbery to air conditioner to sibling rivalry — in one breath. Maybe two. And she’s doing a whole bunch of loose cannon stuff to investigate it all. We like Gloria Burgle.

We also like her idiot boss, Moe. I like him, at least. He’s not a new kind of character or anything. A police chief who gets in the way of a hot shot’s hunch is about as stock a plot device as you can insert into a story, but he is just so much of that thing that I almost find it charming. Like, he’s a caricature of every Maalox-chugging, self-important authority figure, and I’m not sure if that’s the point or not, but I love it a little either way.

In conclusion, this is a great sentence, with or without context.


4. “Ebenezer Scrooge and the like.”

Emmit Stussy is doing great.

Wait, no. I’m sorry. I misspoke. Emmit Stussy is doing bad. Very bad. Both in that he’s shouting out alibis before Lopez even reveals a crime took place and in that he appears to be sympathizing with the pre-spirit-influenced Ebenezer Scrooge, the one whose name became synonymous with maniacal, heartless greed. That’s not ideal. And it’s throwing a wrench in Sy’s plan to sell the business to the widow Goldfarb and pull both of them out of Varga’s clutches, which might be a blessing in disguise, because that plan is clearly terrible. Varga does not seem like a man who lets loose-lipped former associates cruise around care-free in yellow Hummers once their business is done. Sy is so dead.

Also, in addition to the Varga thing and the investigation and the fact that whoooops he just killed his brother, his wife is still off with the rest of his family, thinking that her husband made a sex tape with a hooker. So, yeah. Let’s go with “bad.”

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