This episode was dour, wry and monotone. It's not that I didn't enjoy the episode, it's just that it was all about Mr. Grievous's domain of power and evil. Not a fun place. But make no mistake, Grievous is a great character and his visual design is the most badass and audacious aspect of the first half of the saga (love his pose in this episode when he ignites the two sabers for the first time), but it's just that his literal place in the mythology is so one-dimensional and unoriginal (Vader prototype after the fact!). The lair setting adequately reflected this sort of banality, evoking traditional Eastern European gothic architecture, usually associated with vampires and evil doers in general, suggesting a very familiar, unambiguous force of evil we all immediately recognize. This isn't a negative criticism, though. It's effective because it was such a stark contrast from the previous episodes, having a more depressing air to it. Of course, this was also attributable, in part, to Fisto's loss of his former student, the amount of clone deaths (especially that eerily instant lava one) and the ultimate failure of the mission.
Anyway, I also really enjoyed what we learned about the droid general's personal life: he returns home after a hard day at work, despising his employer; maintains multiple identical copies of his armor; keeps an LOTR-inspired pet ; and has a flamboyant "hairdresser" with more taste and sensitivity. And as usual, the conflict among the Jedi was convincingly dramatic, melding well with such a particularly poignant theme and all the pure action scenes were wonderfully choreographed. Plus, the tussle with no-legs Grievous was ridiculously awesome.
