On this season most of all. Conroy has the same expression of a new age woman who seems to look past the person she's trying to desperately connect with. And here they needed a role for her and she plays what? An Angel of death... with wings? Turkey Girl? A new character is introduced (the African American guy) and he sees this angel, and yet we know nothing about him. Meanwhile the Anthony Perkins meets Ted Bundy meets the guy Perkins was playing in Psycho serial killer is tropey and tired, cliche. It's confusing just who "the monster" is and the little girl adds no creepiness by trying too hard to be creepy. Jessica Lange, the best actress on the show, for any of the four seasons that she ruled, gets lost in the shuffle. How much do we have to hear lisping Sarah Paulson screaming in the basement. OK, we get it... she went out of the frying pan, into the fire, fine. But this thing needs moving along. I had remembered watching the entire four seasons back to back that this was the best season, but with all the dutch angles and these unnecessary characters (the "French" girl, Joseph Fiennes, the Israeli guy), it's now, to me, the least of the Jessica years, which does NOT include her contrived chain-smoking diatribe cameo in Season 8.