American Horror Story: Coven: “Burn, Witch. Burn!” (Episode 3.05)

The opening moments of “Burn, Witch. Burn!” are a perfect metaphor for American Horror Story as a whole. The show flies back to All Hallow’s Eve, 1833, at a party being thrown by Kathy Bates’ Madame LaLaurie. She takes one of her daughter’s suitors into what she calls her “Chamber of Horrors.” We’ve all seen the haunted houses where guests are asked to feel but not look at bowls filled with peeled grapes and spaghetti, leading them to believe that they’re touching eyeballs and intestines. But for LaLaurie, her chamber of horrors is just that, filled with eyeballs and intestines seemingly taken just for the occasion to freak some of her guests out.
American Horror Story works in a similar way. We think we know exactly what is being hidden from us, but there’s creator Ryan Murphy laughing in our faces, telling us to guess again as the real horrors are far more insane than originally thought. He’s thrown together some weird props for our enjoyment, but just how they get utilized will either leave us entertained or running away screaming.
So far these different elements aren’t quite coming together just yet, and compared to previous seasons, this seems a bit late. Sure, it’s fun to see how crazy things can get, but if it all doesn’t come together into a cohesive story by the end, it won’t be that effective. Coven reminds me more of American Horror Story’s first season rather than the much stronger second, Asylum. That’s because Coven hasn’t quite defined the rules of this universe in a fulfilling way—much like the first season—and just doesn’t seem as focused as Asylum was.
It does seem like Coven is setting up for an all-out witches’ war, since everyone but the witches at Professor Xavier’s School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—or whatever it’s called—is for the most part against the reigning Supreme Fiona Goode. The school is exactly where we left it, being attacked by a group of super-strong zombie-like creatures that include LaLaurie’s daughters, led by Marie Laveau.