It comes across like yet another casualty in the long line of stories about men having their eyes opened by their angelic girlfriends.
Jóhann Jóhannsson’s score is just one of many elements that conjure a relentlessly terrifying realm of despair.
Dawn is ultimately only standing up for herself when she shoots Beth, protecting only her sense of respect at Grady Memorial and nothing else.
Despite all the time spent focusing on the spycraft, subterfuge, and secret messages, The Americans is surprisingly straightforward.