“The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves,” writes Shakespeare in Julius Caesar. Yes, we may all be destiny’s children, but at the end of the day, we need to take responsibility for our own actions and who we are. Today, however, is not that day for Team iZombie. Everyone prefers to be someone they’re not. Liv is no stranger to this phenomenon. It has cost her a fiancé, a career, and, because she couldn’t help Evan, her family. But she keeps eating brains with purpose: to solve cases, be distracted, assuage guilt. Major and Blaine continue to struggle with their new identities. “Don’t go too far this time, more Tilda Swinton, less Casper’s ass,” Blaine chastises his makeup artist as she resuscitates his zombie pallor for a meeting. What does it mean to be brought back from the undead?
You can bet Mr. Body of The Week wants to know. Chad Wolkoff, master pranker and beloved bro, would definitely prefer a detour to Zombieland instead of a trip 6 feet under. Poor guy was just minding his own business stumbling around his frat party in a toga, when BAM, ice picked to death by a big blue furry Captain Wazzle. If you’re imaging Liv doing a keg stand and sucking down some home-brewed brains, you’re only about half right. “I hope you like Jägerbombs and homoerotic subtext,” says Ravi, and raises an eyebrow in Liv’s direction.
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One plate of gray-matter nachos — and one very large belch — later, Liv and Clive are chillaxing with Chad’s frat brothers, contemplating the meaning of life and the pursuit of beer bongs. As they remember their dearly departed bro — “It’s unthinkable that someone murdered Chad. Seriously, I can’t even think it” — a chant builds among the crowd: Chug! Chug! Chug! Suddenly Liv has a keg stand-sponsored vision of one of the guys saying Chad ruined his life. After a spin through Instagram pics of the party exonerates him, Clive asks about the furry blue guy in the photos. “Yeah, I don’t know who the furry blue guy is, but how huge are Megan Riley’s cans?!” says Brody. Liv is nodding and laughing and visibly bro-ing down. Clive is horrified. I’m overjoyed. This Liv is way more fun than last week’s cantankerous old man. If I could supercut all of Liv’s frat-tastic reaction shots in this episode and set them to “Closing Time,” I’d be a happy camper.
At one point, happening upon a sleeping Ravi, Liv has a field day with glitter and some particularly bold graffiti of the word “FART” on his forehead. “This isn’t funny,” he says after waking up and triggers another vision. Liv sees Now Dead Chad getting suspended for punking a clean-cut guy, who turns out to be a different, still very alive Chad Wolkoff. Still Alive Chad hated Now Dead Chad for a particularly mean-spirited prank, in which he showed up drunk at a high school drunk-driving assembly purporting to be Still Alive Chad. (Got all that?) The crime turns out to be a case of mistaken identity: Our buddy in the furry costume thought he was stabbing Still Alive Chad, the drunk driver who struck and killed his father. While Liv and Co. are all trying to be something they’re not, Now Dead Chad was murdered for being someone he isn’t.
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