Oh, boy… where do I even begin to address this particular season? If my 15/16-year-old self had written this review, it would have surely been a disappointed thumbs-down, no questions asked. I remember quite vividly how furious the community was—and I was no exception. But now, at 21/22, more mature and having recently replayed the entire franchise on my PS5, I find myself with a more balanced perspective. Despite the chaos and backlash that surrounded this season upon release, I believe there are some fair points to be made. Time, after all, has a way of bringing clarity. So… let’s revisit this rough chapter—deconstructing it piece by piece, like opening an ancient history book.

I remember my teenage self being absolutely furious—so much so that I couldn’t even put it into words. It felt like I was going through all the stages of grief at once. Especially because I had chosen to stay with Kenny… he was a father figure to my Clementine, just as Lee had been, and I saw him through that same lens of love and protection.