My wife and I started season 2 of Netflix's Santa Clarita Diet last night. It was a delightfully twisted opening to the season. Most zombie fare tends to use the zombie menace as a metaphor for the regressiveness of the human condition, hence the apocalyptic stakes in most every zombie film or television show. But SCD uses the tropes of the zombie subgenre as a way of [humorously] magnifying the everyday struggles of life, of love, of marriage. Imagine Monty Python by way of George Romero. The show is also an excellent showcase of Timothy Olyphant's comedic chops. That guy earned endless goodwill from me for his work in both Deadwood and Justified, and it's nice to see him playing against type so seamlessly in SCD.