Five Freaking Lives to Live!
I was trying to hold off to see how this played out, but clearly this needs to be addressed immediately, albeit briefly. Remember how my last post was pretty much a plausibility rant? I take it back. I apologize, show. I was foolish. Dear, dear show, I did not realize how awesome implausibility could be. Just utterly, utterly awesome.
So uh... it's hard to figure out where to start, but let's go with the logical place:
We start with Viki coming across Nash's empty grave, which, let's face it, falls pretty high up with the highest-up echelon of Friday cliffhangers, yes? But it didn't stop there. Because then:
Awww, Jess is so happy. Her dead husband came back to life! Now, I do question why she's smiling here -- while Nash never did have spectacular hair, one could already tell that something here was... awry. But that didn't take long:
I mean this is not the receding hairline she so fondly remembers. And then? Really, one of the greatest moments in daytime history:
I know. I know! Would you like some more?
I mean... I could give you more, because they showed it repeatedly. Over and over again. All week long, so far. But I'm not going to just keep throwing these at you without giving you a chance to react:
Okay, but seriously, that was awesome, right? It would've actually been pretty scary-looking had it been in shadows and they definitely undermined any of its seriousness by showing it, repeatedly, in full light (for three straight days so far). But I still love it. Love it. I could not stop smiling. I still can't.
But how could I possibly stop smiling when the whole point was to lead up to:
Mitch friggin' Laurence, back from the dead. Again. If my count is correct, he is on his fifth life, and I couldn't be happier. Not to mention the fact that I've always said (seriously, ask anyone) that they really do not use enough sickles in soap operas:
I do so adore him. After almost 25 years, he still gives me chills -- and let's face it, in more ways than one. The silver hair is quite becoming, is it not? Mitch Laurence makes Spencer Truman look like an Eagle Scout. Even his complete throwaway explanation for rising from the dead is pretty irrelevant: the man is pure evil, he cannot die. He is the Michael Myers of the 2 o'clock EST hour. (Even my DVR described the episode as Jessica, Natalie, and Jared coming face-to-face with The Devil.)
Naturally, as a counter-balance, we had Rex's reaction to finding out that his father is Mitch Laurence, the Living Personification of Evil:
I'm pretty sure he then made a few other Scooby Doo faces and said, "Zoinks!" a few times, and then focused entirely on being exasperated with Roxie. Because that's what he should focus on, now that he's learned he's the son of the devil.
Mitch is going to be so disappointed. He expects better from his children. After all, as Jessica said, "Look at what he did to Nash!"