I began this episode with a lot of feelings. Worry. Hope. Anxiety. Curiosity. I think author Andrea Phillips may have shared some of those.

I'm going to try my best not to spoil too much in this review but no promises as there wasn't a second wasted in this episode, so there isn't much an opportunity to talk around stuff.

Arcadia. An unspoiled, harmonious wilderness. Certainly our ReMades think so at this point. Arcadia is so much more than a refuge. Arcadia is an artificial intelligence.

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Alone for a significant amount of time (as witnessed by Cole in the previous episode), Arcadia is thrilled to have the city alive with people (?) again. Unbeknownst to our ReMades, Arcadia is assisting in keeping the ReMades fed, warm, and safe. That's right, it's keeping the caregivers at bay - and we learn why some are helpful and others are just...well, hell.

Memories of Arcadia is one of those episodes that makes you want to go back through all of the others and look for clues. The audience now has information that the characters do not - dramatic irony - and I was biting my nails with worry the whole time.

History is interpretable when the facts are questionable. We know Arcadia is missing pieces of itself (is this why we get coffee that tastes like hot orange juice and ass?) so is it only a matter of time before things get ugly? Two episodes in this season and it's never felt more dangerous.