We witness brazen bravery in the republic of Gilead, in a splendidly open conclusion that still offers colossal emotional release. Blessed be the fruit
“They should have never given us uniforms if they didn’t want us to be an army,” says Offred as she goes about her usual be-winged shopping duties. She remembers the brutality of the Red Centre and the way she was tagged, electrocuted and cowed like a heifer.
Back at the Waterfords, she tries to hide Moira’s package – but before she can process her shift to paid-up member of the resistance, Serena’s hand connects with her face. Here comes that retribution foreshadowed last week.