Outlander returns November 4, reuniting its audience once more with aspirational-y sexy middle-aged couple Claire and Jamie Fraser. Once more, they are on the verge of all-out war with Great Britain, because they are physically incapable of staying out of trouble.
Harry Styles, whose name is somehow a perfect summation of the person to whom it refers, performed a show in Glasgow, Scotland last night, and he wore a kilt. His band members also wore kilts. Everyone was very excited, as am I.
Watching audition tapes always feels very invasive, like you’re bursting into an actor’s trailer and demanding they read the phone book in character. This one is particularly intimate, as it’s between Outlander’s Sam Heaughan and Caitriona Balfe. The heat—it is hot.
Jezebel’s resident Outlander fans Kelly Faircloth and Stassa Edwards spent the morning discussing “A. Malcolm,” Season 3's anticipated reunion between Claire and Jamie. We covered everything from the print shop to the glasses, awkward conversation to the female gaze, and the gorgeous set.
It’s been twenty years since Jamie and Claire said their goodbyes, parting ways before the fateful Battle of Culloden. This season has explored their lives apart from one another and in different timelines but the pair will finally be fully reunited in an extended episode tonight (last episode gave us a preview,…
Thrilled to be able to report some actual good news for once, which is that Claire Randall Fraser and James Alexander Malcolm MacKenzie Fraser will be reuniting on Starz on October 22 in an episode that will last a precious 74 minutes. Finally!!!!
I’ve been anxious for the third season of Outlander from the moment I finished the second one—and to be honest, I only did so a few months ago. But who can be patient considering what’s in store: lush shots of the Scottish Highlands, exquisite 18th century garb, and sex scenes so white-hot we viewers feel a touch…
The trailer for the third season of Outlander has finally arrived. Everyone looks totally miserable! But then, can you blame them?
The people have spoken!
Season 3 of Outlander premieres in September, and though we were promised more sex than in disappointing Season 2, how is that possible when our two protagonists aren’t even in the same century?
We can probably agree that Season 2 of Outlander was a little light on the sex. How’s it looking for Season 3? Well, better. Hopefully.
It’s 1968, and Claire has aged gracefully into an extremely foxy surgeon with a striking gray streak in her hair. Her daughter, Brianna, has grown into a supremely self-confident history major at Harvard. And their relationship is complicated.
Much of this week’s episode was spent at one of two sickbeds—or rather, deathbeds. Or I suppose one of three, if we count the damage that the Battle of Culloden Moor will do to the Highlanders’ way of life.
Last night’s episode of Outlander was titled “Vengeance Is Mine,” and it certainly delivered on its promise.
This week’s episode opened with Claire stumbling upon a fallen Highlander and meditating on all the death she’s seen, followed by another fight over tactics and whether they’re necessary at all, or if the Scots can just run screaming at the English waving broadswords and win the day.
This week on Outlander, Jamie attempted to whip the men of Lallybroch into fighting shape without Dougal undermining his best efforts, while Claire dealt with the memories triggered by spending time in a military encampment. Because there’s always another fucking war.
Thank God, we’re back in Scotland.
It’s not a competition, but just for the record I cried harder at this week’s Outlander than this week’s Game of Thrones.
This week’s episode suggests that our girl Claire has built some sort of mental firewall within her brain that allows her to continue working to stop the Jacobite Rising without a care for its impact on history, while fighting anything that might jeopardize Frank’s existence.
This week’s Outlander was a real roller coaster, with Jamie and Claire making some emotional progress only for Mary Hawkins’ fate to take a terrible turn. The question throughout: How much of this is the Comte St. Germain’s direct doing?