December 12,
2007
Tony Geary can do many
things well. He can romance women, dance a good jig,
and improvise hilarious
dialogue. That said, the man should be banned from faking heart attacks ever
again. Talk about forced and overacted! I never knew someone’s eyes could
bulge that far out of their head! But wasn’t it lovely to see Lucky
dispense some sage advice to his father about dealing with a body that
restrains you? It was almost like seeing teenage Lucky again, wise beyond
his years, instead of the one we normally have. You know him; his head is
usually stuck in the sand. Sigh.
Ectoplasmic Emily is wrong in
oh-so-many-ways. She grins creepily while people talk about her death and
accuse her fiancé of murder. She seems content to only let Nikolas know she
exists, rather than run off to everyone she loves and try to make them see
her. She accepted being dead in about 10 minutes flat. I know that
Nikolas’ pure love can cure cancer but can it really reanimate the dead?
Perhaps the Cassadines’ family religion is Santeria. I could see Alfred
preparing a chicken for sacrifice then pouring afternoon tea.
Once again, I find myself wondering when
Nadine got a job at General Hospital. Not that I’m complaining, I think
she’s a great addition so far. We never saw Patrick or Noah get offered
positions either. Perhaps General Hospital is related to Hotel California;
once you enter, you can never leave? I think there are many fans who’d
agree.
Leyla’s growing on me. Yes, she cries over
spilt pearls but she’s got a good head on her shoulders. She knows that
Patrick isn’t into her and she’s willing to give up and move on, unlike some
characters who shall remain nameless and rhyme with Pam. And honestly, I’m
happy we’re getting another good girl on the canvas—we seem to be running
short on those, lately.
Speaking of bad girls, Liz really needs to
let Lucky know that Sam held his kids at gunpoint AND watched one of them
get kidnapped. I know we are supposed to forgive many things as soap opera
viewers and, depending on the hotness factor, I’m usually willing to. But
letting Sam near those kids would be like letting Jerry come into the Metro
Court. Oh, wait, he lives there? These writers need their brains checked.
“Jason and Sonny” are to “talking business”
as “grass” is to “growing.” As in, they put me straight to sleep. How am I
supposed to be interested when I have no idea what they do all day?
According to Kate, they stop bad people from doing bad things. Apparently,
this involves threatening their enemies, placing hits, kidnapping people
they don’t like, and making a good marinara sauce. That Sonny sure is pure
as the driven snow--snow that’s been sprayed with blood, that is.
I was flabbergasted to see Jason encourage
Spinelli to leave the mob. I wonder what must be at stake for him to take
his own advice? He thinks it’s too late to leave but he’s successfully quit
the mob before, for Robin and Michael. It was only at Sonny’s behest that
he returned and Sonny didn’t threaten him into coming back to the business.
I think it’s strange to have him not try and go legit for Elizabeth and
Jake. Or does he just love his job more?
Let me proffer a snatch of dialogue from last
week: “You want a baby.” “I want a life.” Please don’t tell me that I’m
supposed to equate these two things. If one has a child, then yes, the
little one should be the most significant presence in one’s life. However,
people do have lives, often happy and fulfilled ones, without procreating.
I wish we knew whether Patrick was scared of fatherhood or if he just plain
doesn’t want offspring. As it is, I’m annoyed at all the women yelling at
him to change his mind. They don’t know his reasons and the attacks are
meant to tell us, the viewer, that he’s wrong for not wanting children
because only selfish people don’t want kids. Or we have a sixth sense
somehow and know, with no scenes to show it, that he’s scared of the
prospect. Wouldn’t it be nice to have Patrick’s perspective before he’s
burned at the stake?
Will Luke be offered a slice of devil’s or
angel’s food cake? Will he take the dark, rich, devil’s slice as long as
it’s topped with a bourbon sauce? Here’s hoping his out of body experience
brings him back as a new man and not just more determined to drink his way
to hell!
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