Masking My Pleasure
At least one General Hospital writer had a serious fondness for Scooby Doo during their formative years, because the show so clearly enjoys mask shenanigans: assumed identities, dramatic unmaskings, lingering closeups on plastic faces.
I can't say for sure whether I share this fondness. On the one hand, it is SO ridiculous and cartoonish and I can suspend my disbelief for a LOT of things, but this is kind of pushing me to my disbelieving limits.
On the other hand, is it really that ridiculous? In a world of aliens and undead serial killers and Sonny Corinthos being considered a romantc catch, why can't heavily accented supervillains have easy access to scarily realistic looking masks?
The first hand would like to raise an eyebrow and wonder how it is that Faison, who spent so many months in a Duke mask, didn't automatically realize that Anna was not Anna. Like, even if these are scientifically engineered masks that don't have the same revolting smell of plastic that a typical Halloween mask from Party CIty does and somehow feel exactly like human skin, you'd think that Faison of all people would be like "Wait a minute..." Especially because I feel like he's obsessively noted everything about Anna from her height and frame to the length of her fingers. "YOU ARE NOT ANNA! YOUR EARLOBES ARE TOO WIDE!"
The second hand (and the first hand concedes) that there is no place for logic and fact in a world that gave us the greatest Faison reaction shot of all time.
OF ALL TIME.