(Season 5, Episode 145)
I love the depth and subtlety of this episode as well as its powerful message and brilliance.
It is about an old, extremely wealthy man lying on his death bed and receiving a visit from his pitiful, selfish daughter, her greedy, spineless, husband, their disturbed, dull, stupid sadistic son Wilfred Jr. and their vain and vacuous daughter, on Mardi Gras.
They all know he is about to die but still give the impression of caring and indulge him. He requests that they all wear masks that are the antithesis to their real personalities and only take them off after midnight. They reluctantly agree but knowing his impeding doom they join him as he puts on his mask and waits with a plan in mind that is even more diabolic than the combined callous efforts of these caricatures.
Mr. Jason Foster. A tired ancient who on this particular Mardi Gras evening will leave the Earth. But before departing he has some things to do, some services to perform, some debts to pay. And some justice to mete out.
This is New Orleans. Mardi Gras time. It is also, The Twilight Zone…