I just can’t seem to get on board with the Jonathan and Lily romance. If Jonathan had always been “special,” maybe I would enjoy the innocence and sweetness of their friendship blossoming into love. The problem is, I spend every second of their scenes together watching for the slightest hint, the smallest tic that will prove once and for all that Jonathan is full of evil crap. How can I be expected to root for these two, when I just know that any second, he’s gonna snap?
To say that I anxiously await the reveal that will let me shout, “I KNEW it!!” is an understatement, at the very least. I yearn for it, folks…because as much as I love good soap, I love being right even more. TPTB are sneaky, though, man. I thought my time had come when Jonathan visited Jack in the hospital, and he was practically taunting Jack about being helpless. That evil glint was in his eyes, and I was about ready to pee my pants right along with Jack. I was on the edge of my seat, I had no idea what was coming next, and I was LOVING it. Actual anticipation and that feeling of “WTF is going on?!” Those ratfinks fooled me, of course, because in the next scenes, Jonathan was all “derrrrr” again. Dammit. I really hope they’re messing with us, and that Jonathan really is just as bad as he ever was. I miss Evil Jonathan.
Don’t get me wrong, there are Jonathan and Lily moments that I enjoy…those moments that catch me off-guard and invoke an “awww” or two. I had one of those moments the other day. Jonathan said, “You finished my thought,” to which Lily replied, “Didn’t you know how it was going to end?” I loved it. It was unexpected, sweet and genuine. Leven Rambin does such an outstanding job, and it’s in these little moments that she really shines. Jeff’s Jonathan, though, is over-the-top, like he’s trying really hard to act like an innocent little kid…poor little brain-damaged Jonathan. Which is exactly what makes me think he’s filled to the brim with crapola.
How can I love and hate not knowing what’s going on at the same time? Aaah, the beauty of soaps.
If it weren’t for Rex Balsom, this show would be close to unwatchable of late. To Natalie, after an encounter with John: “Gotta go. I need to wash off some of this dark and brooding.” Brilliant. That kid is Llanview’s Luke Spencer. That makes Natalie Bobbie, I guess. She’s already got the red hair and big boobs, so why not?
Haven’t watched in a couple weeks, so I got nothin’. I am looking forward to Sonny and Jason breaking up, though. That has the potential to be fan-friggin’-tastic.
I do want to thank Sage for his tribute to Claire Labine, and for sharing the link to the old transcripts. I read all of them, and you know what? I could see almost every single scene replaying in my mind, and I had to smile. And cry. Reading the BJ’s heart transcript was almost as sad as watching it for the first time. Alan and Monica fighting about past lovers, Brenda and Sonny at the car dealership. Man, those were some good times. I don’t know that in 10 years, I’ll be able to conjure up any particularly memorable GH scenes of today…at least not as many.
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