And the Word of the Week is: "Finally!"
It seems like it'd be tough to have action-packed episodes when one evening is lasting two weeks on this show, but we've had them nonetheless. It feels like a month ago that Shaun, Kelly, and Fake English Dude jetted off to New York City to see what was described as "the hottest musical on Broadway," which I assumed was left intentionally vague. I had happy images of the three of them rocking out at American Idiot. However, upon their return we learned that the hottest musical on Broadway is...
The Lion King??? Are we in 1997? Maybe I should just give the props department the benefit of the doubt and imagine that Kelly and company just went to some Broadway souvenir shop that just happens to use bags with Lion King images?
After a week of pretty fun episodes, Friday opened with something very sad:
Oh yeah. They're on this show. We'd had a blissful five straight episodes without Rex and Gigi. Now, I don't fast forward because hey, it's just not Serial Drama style to only come here and write about the good stuff, but it's honestly as if I did fast forward this storyline, because I don't remember what happened. I think they talked the guard into letting them make a phone call and Rex called Bo but decided he didn't want to "disappoint" him and neglected to tell him they're in jail, but that doesn't seem like it would take up a whole episode. Did it? Did something else happen?
But I digress. In "Finally!" news, the latter part of this week gave us: Langston got busted, Brody and Natalie hit the sheets, and Jess got her freaking memory back. Will she be allowed to have her old personality back, too?
Well, hello! That was hot. (Finally!) Afterward, when they were talking about how it wasn't effective in making the pain go away, I literally yelled out loud at the television, "Then do it again!" Because they certainly didn't look like they felt bad in the act. Oh, and did I mention:
Definitely my favorite shot of the day -- the frantic unbuckling of the belt on the military dress whites. Can I have some please? And because I was told by a friend that I "better" mention this in my next post -- why the hell didn't Natalie take a moment to bask in all that hotness during their post-coital moments? Sure, it was just drunk sex and didn't mean anything, but she still is a red-blooded heterosexual woman and he is what he is. But no, she was busy pining over:
This guy. This sad sack. Why is he running around town out of breath as if this were so urgent, when he showed zero interest in Natalie's letter and had to be coerced by his ex-girlfriend of ten minutes ago to go after Natalie, then gave up again and had to be coerced by Roxy, then gave up again and had to be coerced by Kelly (?). What a great love! I daresay they are... star-crossed lovers! Remind me again why women are repeatedly tying themselves into knots over this douche?
And hooray! Jess got her memory back! Finally! Friday's episode had some excellent safe-for-daytime-but-kind-of-softcore moments, and I'm not sure if Ford and Jess had actually already started having sex when she had her freakout but it sure looked like it to me. Are they going to write Bree Williamson's pregnancy into this somehow? Oh dear, a mini-Ford running around is a bad, bad idea. But Jess fled the scene back to Daddy's house (How is she getting from place to place? Someone is either letting this nutjob drive, or she has the most oblivious chauffeur in history.), where she spotted Brody's medal (how did that fall off his uniform undetected?) and her memories came flooding back. As much as I've loathed this storyline, I confess that I got a little choked up when she finally remembered Bree. Now can this be over please? Forever? And can she please change out of that hideous prom dress immediately?
Because this is soap-land, I assume some unfortunate fate is about to befall Ford, because they've set up a number of potential suspects: Langston, Jessica, Brody, Markko, Cristian, Pizza Girl (I've forgotten her name, but I like her!), Hannah. Am I forgetting any? This could be fun if they do it well, and there's about a 35% chance of that.
And backing up a bit, Langston got busted. Completely busted. Finally! I relished every second of it. Ford coming clean that he was just having fun the instant Markko found out was absolutely delicious. I love that this girl is getting knocked down from every angle; it's refreshing that they actually realize Langston is getting no sympathy from the viewers right now. Markko's smackdown of Langston on Thursday was spectacular (and kudos to Jason Tam -- I'll admit I didn't think he could pull it off, at least without relying on interpretive dance, but he certainly proved me wrong and then some), but with all due respect to Brittany Underwood -- they couldn't have at least given the girl some effing eye drops?!
Her makeup should've been running at least a little, there was so much of it! Unfortunately, her completely dry eyes kept taking me out of what was otherwise a wonderful scene. I hope we continue to see her get more of what she deserves once the truth becomes clear to Cole and to Starr, upon whose friendship Langston swore that the affair with Ford was kaput. Is everyone else enjoying this payoff as much as I am? I do hope the fallout of this actually leads to some related scenes with Langston and Dorian, you know, her mother.
I'm a little depressed that the aftermath of this is going to involve scenes of John and Natalie getting together a few days after his girlfriend miscarried their child while we are supposed to celebrate recently-widowed, awesome, vibrant Natalie getting together with a total void of a black hole, but I did have a lot of fun this past week.
Time for me to start thinking about squeezing myself into a dress for the Drama Desk Awards, about which I'm super-giddy. I am hoping that all the frequent OLTL/NYC theatre world crossover will yield my getting to report back to you guys soon with some fun stories!