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August 26, 2013

Wait For Me, Connie, I'm Dying, Too (Too Soon?)

I'm sure that the novelty of being shot and living a life filled with constant danger must wear off after a while. By the time you've been shot for the second or third (honestly, people, what keeps you in Port Charles?! Are the taxes really THAT low or something? You can move literally anywhere in the world, from New York City to Pennsylvania to South America, and still be only minutes away from your loved ones in Port Charles, so I'm not buying the family excuse, either) time, you probably don't even panic, except for maybe some slight worry about which General Hospital doctor will be treating you ("I hope it's not Dr. Lee! Please God, don't let it be Dr. Lee. I'd rather die right here and now!"). So I didn't exactly expect Connie to, like, beg and plead for her life or anything, but I also didn't expect her to APOLOGIZE TO SONNY in her dying breath. I guess I SHOULD HAVE, though, because OF COURSE. OF FREAKING COURSE.

Connie: I love you so much, Sonny.
Sonny: I love you, too.
Connie: I'm sorry. I'm sorry I betrayed you.

Connie: I never stopped loving you.

I'm sorry, am I supposed to find that poignant and romantic? Because I don't. I find it terrible. Woman, you should have stopped loving Sonny in 2008 for reasons as varied as "everything about him" and "he basically hastened your untimely death by being totally and utterly useless".

Rather than call 911 immediately upon finding Connie shot and bleeding, Sonny instead:

  • Talked to her a whole lot, for a long time
  • Promised that "We'll be together the rest of our lives" and then made a distinctly uneasy expression like, "What have I just done? Technically, I didn't say the rest of my life so I'm good for grief sex as early as tomorrow morning, once my revenging is done".
  • Oh, right, promised to get revenge on "The son of a bitch who did this". The writers are totally making it seem like said son of a bitch is AJ, as in Quartermaine, but it's probably AJ as in "Ava Jerome" except it wouldn't be as dramatic to just have Connie write "Ava". And I guess scrawling an extra letter would have been pretty tiring.

When he DID realize that he should maybe call 911, Sonny:

  • Fumbled in his pocket for like ten minutes, which the sympathetic side of me wants to chalk up to nerves but the rational part of me who has watched Sonny for two decades chalks up instead to stupidity and possibly a lack of opposable thumbs.
  • Could not make a said phone call.
  • Violently threw his cell phone across the room.
  • Dialed 911 from a landline, waiting about thirty seconds between each number.
  • Had a pretty hilarious one-sided conversation with the 911 operator ("This is Sonny Corinthos. Listen, uh, I need an ambulance, there's a gunshot to the stomach...it's pretty bad. The Metro Court, third floor. Hurry up!")
  • Did not wait to see what the 911 operator said he could do to help, perhaps because he's already looking forward to the hot grief sex he'll be having* in the near future.
  • Gasped when Connie died. I don't know why I found it so funny, although it must have something to do with the complete lack of feeling I have for any of these characters, but his "Oh [tiny gasp]!" just tickled me.
  • Snarled some more about getting revenge on AJ before dramatically choking back tears in a way that looked suspiciously like he forgot what to say and do next.

*I'd say the most likely candidate for grief sex would be Olivia, especially since she's grieving, too**, but like I've said, I've known Sonny for quite some time and I know that with the temper he has, he'd be unable to be in the same room as the over-the-top caterwauling and ridiculous Olivia for a full minute before he strangled her ("Who did this to my cousin, my best friend?!?!", she screamed the loudest volume possible, because that is a phrase that just rolls off the tongue and doesn't sound ridiculous) and that would sort of put a damper on the romance, you know?

**Of course, her grief doesn't compare at all to Sonny's.

Alexis: I'm talking to you now as the mother of his kid and to you as his son. You need to go gently on him, please.

Please imagine me DRAMATICALLY ROLLING MY EYES like they've never been rolled before.



@ Cara. No offense, at least not for me. And your idea about a link between MB's bipolar medication and his performances within the last couple of years has occurred to me as well. The only thing is that the actor, by his own admission, has been receiving treatment for bipolar depression since he first started on GH in 1993. Unless he's on a different medication, I just can't see how he went from the actor he was then to what he's become now. That's why I really believe it's a personal choice on MB's part; he chose to be lazy and fall back on old acting habits and without someone to reign him in, this is what we end up with.

I thought Monday's episode was so awkward. Connie's death scenes was off, with Connie looking like she was having hallucinations, Sonny couldn't grasp the concept of a cell phone as he did everything but get Connie help, and Olivia standing in place, prancing like a pony and screaming about her dead cousin / best friend. I kept wondering if there was a director on set that day.

And I'm concerned about Ava. I lover Maura and Ava fascinates me - but I fear they are making her too bad too fast. Unless Maura only signed for a limited time, they need to pull the reins back a bit.

@Cara No offense either but the fact that Steve Burton credited MB with teaching him the "nuances" of acting is RIGHT ON THE MONEY! Neither one can act worth a damn. They are both terrible. Just watch SB on Y&R and he's still the same wooden, monotone brick he's always been. If anything, SB is lucky that he didn't pick up MORE "nuance" from MB.

I'd be curious if that's the case also. Didn't MB give an interview after his bipolar disorder was first made public that he was afraid to be put on meds originally because he thought it would affect his acting, particularly his ability to play up Sonny's rage? I somehow recall that, but I could be wrong. Also don't want to offend anyone bringing that up. Definitely not suggesting he go off meds, but perhaps it's time for TPTBs to take his character in a different direction, like trying to go legit a la Duke Lavery.

Also, he is a middle-aged man, so trying to portray him as some kind of sexy player is just sad in my opinion.

This is a salute to a poster named Melanie from page one comment section. YEAH!! WAY 2 POST!! I loved everything you said and also what some of the others said, concerning MB's horrific acting. Also, I love coming to this blog because, over at soapcentral, one cannot "actor bash." It's totally ridiculous. It's not like the actors have never heard negative things about themselves, oh, say, when they AUDITION and don't make the cut. I get so tired of watching every little thing I say over there. I'm a fifty year old woman, well, almost, and feel like I'm 13. I do like reading some of the spoilers and jazz so that's why I peruse it. Gee, I'm going off on soapcentral but I must and I certainly cannot do it there. Also, when the mods mention that one cannot actor bash, all of the little sheep actually THANK them for reminding folks. Giant ass kissing. Good gravy, let me return to some kind of topic...I also agree with, I think it was a poster named Michael, (could be wrong), when he mentioned how awkward the death scene was. It was plain bizarre. OK, thanks for allowing my venting session.
Lisa H.

MB was his teacher, no wonder SB is so bad. MB over acts and SB is dead above the neck??.I know they didn't mean it, Connie's death scenes were the biggest laugh this show has given us for a while. I might have found the charcaold doll scene funny, If the little girl wasn't made to watch and comment on it. I know its a doll, but children love their dolls. You can tell Re-ron thinks he is funny.

Connie really is (was?) the laziest dying woman ever. It took her forever to finally succumb, you'd think she'd take the extra effort to spell out a name (and a short one at that!) instead to using initials that are shared by at least two people in Port Charles.

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