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25 Feb 13: DALLAS: Blame Game v. 14 Oct 15: EMPIRE: Poor Yorick v. 23 Mar 18: DYNASTY: Poor Little Rich Girl
Christopher and Pamela on DALLAS and Fallon and Liam on DYNASTY agree to annul their respective marriages. “We just pretend like it never happened?” Pamela asks. “It will be as if you were never married at all,” says Fallon’s lawyer. While Christopher is obliged to hand over 10% of Ewing Energies to his ex (“I guess I’ll be seeing you at the next board meeting, partner,” Pamela tells him), Fallon writes hers a cheque for services rendered. “For what it’s worth, you’re the best first wife I ever had,” Liam quips.
Pamela then reneges on the deal she made with John Ross to give him her Ewing shares in exchange for Christopher’s methane patent. “Don’t mess with me,” he snarls. Fallon also changes her mind, offering Liam “another hundred grand to keep the annulment papers on ice and make a quick appearance at a funeral.” (Specifically, her grandfather’s funeral.) Liam reluctantly agrees. In the church, a member of the congregation greets him by a different name. Liam dismisses this as a simple case of mistaken identity, but Soap Land experience has taught us there’s no such thing, suggesting it’s not only Soap Land brides who marry under a false name.
The gloves are finally off between Sue Ellen and Elena. Drew’s arrest in last week’s ep broke the moral clause in their loan agreement, meaning that Sue Ellen is now free to seize all of Elena’s assets — including her shares of Ewing Enterprises. “This isn’t about business for you, is it, Sue Ellen?” Elena asks. “This is about payback for me hurting your son … He lied to me, to my face.” “You didn’t know what he was up to all along?” sneers Sue Ellen. “You can tell yourself that, but you knew what you were getting into with John Ross, just like I did with his father.” This admission is a notable departure from the picture Sue Ellen has always painted of herself as JR’s naively trusting bride (“I think back to all the hopes and the dreams that I brought into my marriage and how that bastard crushed them”), implying she was a more willing participant in her own downfall than she has previously led us to believe. Blake expresses a similar “you knew what you were getting into” sentiment when Cristal criticises his refusal to mourn his father: “I’m not a regular person, Cristal. Why do you keep trying to make me into one? … The way I run my business, the way I protect my children, the way I grieve for my father … Why don’t you stop? You know who I am. You knew when you married me. It’s why you married me.” Just like Blake and Krystle in the ‘80s, Blake and Cristal are at their most alive, most believable, when their marriage is in conflict. It reinforces the idea that the lavish Carrington fairytale is really a gilded cage. “You wear the clothes, you drive the cars, you drink the champagne,” Blake continues. “If that’s not enough for you then maybe you should just go.”
Back on DALLAS, it doesn’t take Christopher long to figure out that John Ross has engineered his mother’s takeover of Elena’s shares and pretty soon, everyone is at everyone else’s throat, not just Sue Ellen and Elena, but Christopher and John Ross (“You’re a sociopath, just like your father!”), Bobby and Sue Ellen (“Are you really gonna do this … help your son steal a company?”), Bobby and John Ross (“You get out of my house, you pathetic little son of a bitch!”), Elena and Drew (“Your greed or your stupidity or both just cost me my business, everything I worked for!”), even John Ross and Pamela (“You wanna play dirty? Game on!”). Just one person is missing. “I warned JR what would happen if he tried something like this,” mutters Bobby, opening the door to his brother’s bedroom — only to find it empty. “Looks like JR flew the coup just in time,” smirks John Ross. But Bobby still has his trump card to play. “Do I need to remind you about this cloud drive, John Ross?” he asks his nephew. “Sue Ellen, I want you to take a look at this and see what’s gonna send your son and JR to prison for a long, long time.” He then inserts the USB stick into his computer (or something like that) — and watches powerlessly as his precious evidence is wiped.
The last time we saw JR, earlier in the episode, he was being introduced to the wonders of C21st technology by his pretty young assistant. (“I even gave you Angry Birds.” “Honey, I don’t need any more Angry Birds!”) We then cut to Bobby in his study trying to work, but being interrupted by JR messaging him a video clip of a dog playing basketball. Despite his annoyance, Bobby laughs. This is a hugely endearing scenario in and of itself, but now we realise that the dog video was, brilliantly, a Trojan horse sent to erase Bobby’s cloud drive. “You keep a junkyard dog like JR tied up long enough, he’s only gonna get meaner,” John Ross reasons. But Bobby fell for it and so did we. I’m reminded of what JR said in his final scene with John Ross last week: “You still don’t know who you’re dealing with, do you, son?” Right to the end, he was one step ahead of us.
Then, suddenly, Vicente Cano and his band of Scary Venezuelans march through the front door of Southfork, armed with weapons and ultimatums. EMPIRE begins similarly with a small army of no less scary FBI agents storming the offices of Empire and Lyon Dynasty, brandishing guns and search warrants. Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor leads another bunch of Feds over to Lucious’s house. Lucious is waiting to greet her in his bedroom, stark naked: “Hi there, baby. Look wherever you like.”
As Lucious’s office is ransacked, Becky tries to film the whole thing on her phone but has it confiscated by the cops. “‘Scuse me, you’re violating my rights!” she protests. Fallon has the opposite problem when Jeff provokes her into hitting him in an elevator by suggesting she caused her grandfather’s fatal heart attack. He then leaks the CCTV footage online where it promptly goes viral. “They’re comparing me to 2007 Britney,” she complains. “I can’t even get Solange.”
Back at Southfork, Vicente has one of his men accompany Christopher to Ewing Energies to collect the all-important methane prototype thingy. (This leads to a thrillingly kinetic Bourne Identity-meets-The Matrix-style fight between them.) The rest of the family remain behind as hostages. “Bad begets bad, it always has, it always will,” Bobby tells Sue Ellen. “JR does bad, you do good and repeat, a vicious cycle that our sons seemed destined to continue. It’s the Ewing way,” she concludes. “It doesn’t have to be,” he replies. “You could break the cycle.”
When Christopher returns, he and John Ross fake a fistfight and manage to overpower the gunmen in the process. Vicente heads outside to a waiting helicopter with Elena as his hostage. When Christopher comes after them, Vicente aims his gun at him but is shot dead by Drew before he has a chance to pull the trigger. As the rest of the bad guys are rounded up, Bobby points out that “we got through this as a family. We’re much stronger together than we can ever be apart, Sue Ellen.” She nods in agreement. On EMPIRE, Lucious’s new lawyer Thirsty advises the Lyons to follow the Ewings’ example and present a united front to the FBI: “You gotta set aside your differences, stick together … You got to be vigilant and not give the Feds a damn thing. You just gonna have to stay one big happy family.” This brings us to …
Soap Land Song Wars: Special Sibling Edition. On DYNASTY, Fallon and Steven receive a request from their dead grandfather to perform a duet at his funeral. On EMPIRE, Cookie decrees Hakeem and Jamal should collaborate on a video: “The boys performing together will send a message to the Feds that the Lyons are sticking with their father no matter what.” (I’m not quite sure why the Feds would care one way or another but, hey, this is Soap Land.) While Fallon and Steven’s version of Bette Midler’s ‘The Rose’ is nice, in a jazz-hands sort of way, it’s not as exciting as Hakeem and Jamal’s furious ‘Ain’t About the Money’, nor the no-expense-spared production that goes with it. The video has “a post-apocalyptic Black Panther theme, with the brothers fighting police oppression,” explains the director. But rather than “defeating the riot squad with your brotherly love” like they’re supposed to, Jamal and Hakeem end up throwing punches at each other. “Why y’all look shocked?” Hakeem shouts at the open-mouthed camera crew and backing dancers. “This family ain’t never been a real family. I’m outta here and I ain’t never coming back!” This is the first time we’ve seen these two bros come to blows, but even more shocking than brother turning on brother is the sight of a servant striking his master. Another of Tom Carrington’s posthumous requests is that Blake retrieves his first edition copy of ‘The Canterbury Tales’ from his house in Savannah so he can be buried with it, but Blake refuses: “I don’t have to listen to him anymore, and you know what? I’m glad.” This earns him a slap across the face from Anders. “That is no way to speak about your father!” he tells him. For once, the rest of the Carringtons are speechless.
Death plays a big part on all three of this week’s episodes, whether it’s the preparations for Tom’s funeral on DYNASTY, Vicente’s demise on DALLAS or the exhumation of Vernon Tucker’s body on EMPIRE.
Frank Ashkani had a compelling reason for digging up a corpse on DALLAS a few weeks ago and so does Andre Lyon this week. In fact, he has two. “If I can make this all go away,” he asks Lucious, referring to the murder charge hanging over him, “will you let me back in Empire?” “… Dre, if you can make this mess go away, you can have anything you want,” Lucious promises. Later, Andre explains to Rhonda that “God’s been speaking to me … He wants me to keep seeking Empire … I have to follow His word.” So, armed with torches and shovels, he and Rhonda pay a late-night visit to a secluded forest. Whereas previous Soap Land disinterments have been either grim (Frank Ashkani retching at the smell of Tommy Sutter’s corpse) and/or nightmarish (Frank Agretti digging up his wife’s bones while Genele cackles insanely), this one is blackly comic. For starters, Andre and Rhonda can’t remember precisely where the body is buried. “It’s right in front of the tree with the hole,” insists Andre after hours of fruitless digging. “Babe, we have a big problem,” Rhonda realises, looking around. “All of these trees have the same hole!” They’re about to give up when they are dazzled by the lights of a car and a voice telling them to put their hands up. This turns out to be Lucious, accompanied by his lawyer (“I had Thirsty put a tracking device on your car after our little conversation,” he explains), and they’ve helpfully brought along “your basic corpse detection system," aka a metal detector. After they recover Vernon’s remains, Lucious asks for a few seconds alone to say goodbye to his old friend. “You rot in hell, you snitch,” he whispers.
While no-one weeps for Vernon or Vicente, Blake’s continuing refusal to mourn his father (“What do you want me to do, Cristal — curl up and cry?”) mirrors the struggle between DYNASTY’s innate flippancy and the genuine emotions of its characters. For once, pleasingly, the emotions win out.
Also on EMPIRE, Rolling Stone magazine — the same rock bible that once gave Ciji Dunne a rave review for singing ‘Sometimes When We Touch’ in a restaurant — plans to make Jamal its next cover star. In honour of the occasion, Jamal is photographed by Chase One, aka “the new Warhol”, a pretentious stereotype who says things like “Use it! Show me the pain!” which make Jamal’s boyfriend Michael roll his eyes archly as if he’s already playing Sam on DYNASTY.
Minor trend of the week: Attacks on paintings. Chase One turns his photo of Jamal into an impressionistic painting which everyone loves except for Hakeem who jealously describes it as “the most ugliest painting I’ve seen in my life” before stabbing it with a knife. Then Blake, reluctantly following his father’s instructions, finds the book Tom wanted to be buried with, only to realise it’s not a first edition after all. “That’s just like you — all pomp, no substance. I bet you didn’t even read it!” he yells, hurling it angrily at his father’s portrait. In both cases, there is an unexpectedly positive outcome. Chase loves the stabbed painting: “It represents the violence and anger of a racist, homophobic society. It’s genius!” And when Blake throws the book, a concealed videotape falls out of it. He plays it and hears his father grudgingly admit that he loves him. This recalls the posthumously discovered recording of Jason Gioberti saying the same thing about his son on FALCON CREST — but whereas Angela kept Chase from hearing his father’s words, we can hear Alexis off-camera, actively encouraging Tom to express his true feelings. (I’m 87% sure Tom’s house in Savannah is also the haunted house in KNOTS LANDING’s “Three Sisters” episode. I’d recognise that twisty staircase anywhere.)
Fallon and Steven’s rehearsal of ‘The Rose’ is subsequently interrupted by a drunk and sentimental Blake returning home. He apologises to them both for recent conflicts (“I pushed you guys too far”), tells them he loves them and insists on a group hug. “Did you replace our father with a cyborg?” asks Fallon suspiciously, and she has a point — we’ve never seen Blake as likably vulnerable as he is here and it makes a very nice change.
While the rest of the Ewings have a siege to cope with, Ann spends much of this week’s DALLAS in a cell awaiting her sentencing. Cookie also gets locked up by the cops because of some spurious parole violation. Ann eventually gets off with probation. When Judith Ryland objects, the judge lets her son have it: “You took away her daughter, made her believe she was dead. If you’d done that to me, sir, hell, I might have shot you too … You’re not the victim here, Mr Ryland, not by a long shot.” The legal system is less sympathetic towards Cookie, who finds herself under pressure to snitch on Lucious. “Honey, I will hurt your kids real bad,” Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor tells her, “even that bipolar son of yours … How is Andre gonna respond when I leak his recent medical report? Ooh child, I sure hope he don’t kill himself.” Cookie panics then dishes just enough dirt on Lucious to bring his deal to purchase all those urban radio stations to a halt.
As one Soap Land legend, JR Ewing, takes off, another, Alexis Carrington, returns — except it’s not really a return because we’ve never seen her before, at least not in the corporeal form of Paige Matheson. The sequence leading up to her entrance recalls the build-up to the Moldavian massacre of ’85. Both take place in a church where there is some exciting cross-cutting between a religious ceremony — a wedding then, a funeral now — and some more profane activity happening nearby — revolutionaries scaling the cathedral walls; two homosexuals passionately making out in a vestibule (Steven having just proposed to Sam from the pulpit). Extra-diegetic classical music plays on the soundtrack (in this case, according to Shazam, Mozart’s ‘Requiem in D-sharp minor’). Back in ’85, we knew a revolution was imminent even before the massacre. We have been given no such forewarnings in 2018 so, instead, there are several portents to indicate that Something Bad, possibly even satanic, is about to occur: a bell tolls, birds fly out of a tower, a crucifix rattles violently on a wall and then, in time-honoured Soap Land fashion, a stilettoed foot descends from a limousine. From Kristin Shepard to Genele Ericson, this is a sure sign that a trouble-making woman is about to make her entrance. (This week’s DALLAS employs the less common male equivalent when a booted foot stepping out of a blacked-out van announces Vicente Cano’s arrival at Southfork.) Sure enough, a monochrome-clad female then enters the church, her face obscured by a hat, veil and dark glasses. “Oh my God, that’s my mother,” murmurs Fallon. So far so April 20th 1981, except in this case Mother is a blonde and instead of continuing down the aisle in enigmatic silence, she breaks the spell by removing her glasses with a giggle and an apology — “Sorry I’m late, traffic was a bitch!” Whereas JR, with his Angry Birds and YouTube clips, played doddery, Alexis plays ditzy.
It’s hard to say who gets the bigger shock at the end of their respective episode: Bobby, when he hears John Ross introduce Sue Ellen as an equal shareholder at Ewing Enterprises (“I never go looking for a fight, but when one finds me I sure as hell finish it and they are in for the fight of their lives!”), Blake, when he sees his ex-wife at his father’s funeral, or Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor, leaving her house for the day, speaking on the phone as she gets into her car, smelling something odd and then turning round to see Vernon’s decaying corpse sat in her passenger seat.
And this week’s Top 3 are …
1 (1) DALLAS
2 (3) DYNASTY
3 (2) EMPIRE
Christopher and Pamela on DALLAS and Fallon and Liam on DYNASTY agree to annul their respective marriages. “We just pretend like it never happened?” Pamela asks. “It will be as if you were never married at all,” says Fallon’s lawyer. While Christopher is obliged to hand over 10% of Ewing Energies to his ex (“I guess I’ll be seeing you at the next board meeting, partner,” Pamela tells him), Fallon writes hers a cheque for services rendered. “For what it’s worth, you’re the best first wife I ever had,” Liam quips.
Pamela then reneges on the deal she made with John Ross to give him her Ewing shares in exchange for Christopher’s methane patent. “Don’t mess with me,” he snarls. Fallon also changes her mind, offering Liam “another hundred grand to keep the annulment papers on ice and make a quick appearance at a funeral.” (Specifically, her grandfather’s funeral.) Liam reluctantly agrees. In the church, a member of the congregation greets him by a different name. Liam dismisses this as a simple case of mistaken identity, but Soap Land experience has taught us there’s no such thing, suggesting it’s not only Soap Land brides who marry under a false name.
The gloves are finally off between Sue Ellen and Elena. Drew’s arrest in last week’s ep broke the moral clause in their loan agreement, meaning that Sue Ellen is now free to seize all of Elena’s assets — including her shares of Ewing Enterprises. “This isn’t about business for you, is it, Sue Ellen?” Elena asks. “This is about payback for me hurting your son … He lied to me, to my face.” “You didn’t know what he was up to all along?” sneers Sue Ellen. “You can tell yourself that, but you knew what you were getting into with John Ross, just like I did with his father.” This admission is a notable departure from the picture Sue Ellen has always painted of herself as JR’s naively trusting bride (“I think back to all the hopes and the dreams that I brought into my marriage and how that bastard crushed them”), implying she was a more willing participant in her own downfall than she has previously led us to believe. Blake expresses a similar “you knew what you were getting into” sentiment when Cristal criticises his refusal to mourn his father: “I’m not a regular person, Cristal. Why do you keep trying to make me into one? … The way I run my business, the way I protect my children, the way I grieve for my father … Why don’t you stop? You know who I am. You knew when you married me. It’s why you married me.” Just like Blake and Krystle in the ‘80s, Blake and Cristal are at their most alive, most believable, when their marriage is in conflict. It reinforces the idea that the lavish Carrington fairytale is really a gilded cage. “You wear the clothes, you drive the cars, you drink the champagne,” Blake continues. “If that’s not enough for you then maybe you should just go.”
Back on DALLAS, it doesn’t take Christopher long to figure out that John Ross has engineered his mother’s takeover of Elena’s shares and pretty soon, everyone is at everyone else’s throat, not just Sue Ellen and Elena, but Christopher and John Ross (“You’re a sociopath, just like your father!”), Bobby and Sue Ellen (“Are you really gonna do this … help your son steal a company?”), Bobby and John Ross (“You get out of my house, you pathetic little son of a bitch!”), Elena and Drew (“Your greed or your stupidity or both just cost me my business, everything I worked for!”), even John Ross and Pamela (“You wanna play dirty? Game on!”). Just one person is missing. “I warned JR what would happen if he tried something like this,” mutters Bobby, opening the door to his brother’s bedroom — only to find it empty. “Looks like JR flew the coup just in time,” smirks John Ross. But Bobby still has his trump card to play. “Do I need to remind you about this cloud drive, John Ross?” he asks his nephew. “Sue Ellen, I want you to take a look at this and see what’s gonna send your son and JR to prison for a long, long time.” He then inserts the USB stick into his computer (or something like that) — and watches powerlessly as his precious evidence is wiped.
The last time we saw JR, earlier in the episode, he was being introduced to the wonders of C21st technology by his pretty young assistant. (“I even gave you Angry Birds.” “Honey, I don’t need any more Angry Birds!”) We then cut to Bobby in his study trying to work, but being interrupted by JR messaging him a video clip of a dog playing basketball. Despite his annoyance, Bobby laughs. This is a hugely endearing scenario in and of itself, but now we realise that the dog video was, brilliantly, a Trojan horse sent to erase Bobby’s cloud drive. “You keep a junkyard dog like JR tied up long enough, he’s only gonna get meaner,” John Ross reasons. But Bobby fell for it and so did we. I’m reminded of what JR said in his final scene with John Ross last week: “You still don’t know who you’re dealing with, do you, son?” Right to the end, he was one step ahead of us.
Then, suddenly, Vicente Cano and his band of Scary Venezuelans march through the front door of Southfork, armed with weapons and ultimatums. EMPIRE begins similarly with a small army of no less scary FBI agents storming the offices of Empire and Lyon Dynasty, brandishing guns and search warrants. Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor leads another bunch of Feds over to Lucious’s house. Lucious is waiting to greet her in his bedroom, stark naked: “Hi there, baby. Look wherever you like.”
As Lucious’s office is ransacked, Becky tries to film the whole thing on her phone but has it confiscated by the cops. “‘Scuse me, you’re violating my rights!” she protests. Fallon has the opposite problem when Jeff provokes her into hitting him in an elevator by suggesting she caused her grandfather’s fatal heart attack. He then leaks the CCTV footage online where it promptly goes viral. “They’re comparing me to 2007 Britney,” she complains. “I can’t even get Solange.”
Back at Southfork, Vicente has one of his men accompany Christopher to Ewing Energies to collect the all-important methane prototype thingy. (This leads to a thrillingly kinetic Bourne Identity-meets-The Matrix-style fight between them.) The rest of the family remain behind as hostages. “Bad begets bad, it always has, it always will,” Bobby tells Sue Ellen. “JR does bad, you do good and repeat, a vicious cycle that our sons seemed destined to continue. It’s the Ewing way,” she concludes. “It doesn’t have to be,” he replies. “You could break the cycle.”
When Christopher returns, he and John Ross fake a fistfight and manage to overpower the gunmen in the process. Vicente heads outside to a waiting helicopter with Elena as his hostage. When Christopher comes after them, Vicente aims his gun at him but is shot dead by Drew before he has a chance to pull the trigger. As the rest of the bad guys are rounded up, Bobby points out that “we got through this as a family. We’re much stronger together than we can ever be apart, Sue Ellen.” She nods in agreement. On EMPIRE, Lucious’s new lawyer Thirsty advises the Lyons to follow the Ewings’ example and present a united front to the FBI: “You gotta set aside your differences, stick together … You got to be vigilant and not give the Feds a damn thing. You just gonna have to stay one big happy family.” This brings us to …
Soap Land Song Wars: Special Sibling Edition. On DYNASTY, Fallon and Steven receive a request from their dead grandfather to perform a duet at his funeral. On EMPIRE, Cookie decrees Hakeem and Jamal should collaborate on a video: “The boys performing together will send a message to the Feds that the Lyons are sticking with their father no matter what.” (I’m not quite sure why the Feds would care one way or another but, hey, this is Soap Land.) While Fallon and Steven’s version of Bette Midler’s ‘The Rose’ is nice, in a jazz-hands sort of way, it’s not as exciting as Hakeem and Jamal’s furious ‘Ain’t About the Money’, nor the no-expense-spared production that goes with it. The video has “a post-apocalyptic Black Panther theme, with the brothers fighting police oppression,” explains the director. But rather than “defeating the riot squad with your brotherly love” like they’re supposed to, Jamal and Hakeem end up throwing punches at each other. “Why y’all look shocked?” Hakeem shouts at the open-mouthed camera crew and backing dancers. “This family ain’t never been a real family. I’m outta here and I ain’t never coming back!” This is the first time we’ve seen these two bros come to blows, but even more shocking than brother turning on brother is the sight of a servant striking his master. Another of Tom Carrington’s posthumous requests is that Blake retrieves his first edition copy of ‘The Canterbury Tales’ from his house in Savannah so he can be buried with it, but Blake refuses: “I don’t have to listen to him anymore, and you know what? I’m glad.” This earns him a slap across the face from Anders. “That is no way to speak about your father!” he tells him. For once, the rest of the Carringtons are speechless.
Death plays a big part on all three of this week’s episodes, whether it’s the preparations for Tom’s funeral on DYNASTY, Vicente’s demise on DALLAS or the exhumation of Vernon Tucker’s body on EMPIRE.
Frank Ashkani had a compelling reason for digging up a corpse on DALLAS a few weeks ago and so does Andre Lyon this week. In fact, he has two. “If I can make this all go away,” he asks Lucious, referring to the murder charge hanging over him, “will you let me back in Empire?” “… Dre, if you can make this mess go away, you can have anything you want,” Lucious promises. Later, Andre explains to Rhonda that “God’s been speaking to me … He wants me to keep seeking Empire … I have to follow His word.” So, armed with torches and shovels, he and Rhonda pay a late-night visit to a secluded forest. Whereas previous Soap Land disinterments have been either grim (Frank Ashkani retching at the smell of Tommy Sutter’s corpse) and/or nightmarish (Frank Agretti digging up his wife’s bones while Genele cackles insanely), this one is blackly comic. For starters, Andre and Rhonda can’t remember precisely where the body is buried. “It’s right in front of the tree with the hole,” insists Andre after hours of fruitless digging. “Babe, we have a big problem,” Rhonda realises, looking around. “All of these trees have the same hole!” They’re about to give up when they are dazzled by the lights of a car and a voice telling them to put their hands up. This turns out to be Lucious, accompanied by his lawyer (“I had Thirsty put a tracking device on your car after our little conversation,” he explains), and they’ve helpfully brought along “your basic corpse detection system," aka a metal detector. After they recover Vernon’s remains, Lucious asks for a few seconds alone to say goodbye to his old friend. “You rot in hell, you snitch,” he whispers.
While no-one weeps for Vernon or Vicente, Blake’s continuing refusal to mourn his father (“What do you want me to do, Cristal — curl up and cry?”) mirrors the struggle between DYNASTY’s innate flippancy and the genuine emotions of its characters. For once, pleasingly, the emotions win out.
Also on EMPIRE, Rolling Stone magazine — the same rock bible that once gave Ciji Dunne a rave review for singing ‘Sometimes When We Touch’ in a restaurant — plans to make Jamal its next cover star. In honour of the occasion, Jamal is photographed by Chase One, aka “the new Warhol”, a pretentious stereotype who says things like “Use it! Show me the pain!” which make Jamal’s boyfriend Michael roll his eyes archly as if he’s already playing Sam on DYNASTY.
Minor trend of the week: Attacks on paintings. Chase One turns his photo of Jamal into an impressionistic painting which everyone loves except for Hakeem who jealously describes it as “the most ugliest painting I’ve seen in my life” before stabbing it with a knife. Then Blake, reluctantly following his father’s instructions, finds the book Tom wanted to be buried with, only to realise it’s not a first edition after all. “That’s just like you — all pomp, no substance. I bet you didn’t even read it!” he yells, hurling it angrily at his father’s portrait. In both cases, there is an unexpectedly positive outcome. Chase loves the stabbed painting: “It represents the violence and anger of a racist, homophobic society. It’s genius!” And when Blake throws the book, a concealed videotape falls out of it. He plays it and hears his father grudgingly admit that he loves him. This recalls the posthumously discovered recording of Jason Gioberti saying the same thing about his son on FALCON CREST — but whereas Angela kept Chase from hearing his father’s words, we can hear Alexis off-camera, actively encouraging Tom to express his true feelings. (I’m 87% sure Tom’s house in Savannah is also the haunted house in KNOTS LANDING’s “Three Sisters” episode. I’d recognise that twisty staircase anywhere.)
Fallon and Steven’s rehearsal of ‘The Rose’ is subsequently interrupted by a drunk and sentimental Blake returning home. He apologises to them both for recent conflicts (“I pushed you guys too far”), tells them he loves them and insists on a group hug. “Did you replace our father with a cyborg?” asks Fallon suspiciously, and she has a point — we’ve never seen Blake as likably vulnerable as he is here and it makes a very nice change.
While the rest of the Ewings have a siege to cope with, Ann spends much of this week’s DALLAS in a cell awaiting her sentencing. Cookie also gets locked up by the cops because of some spurious parole violation. Ann eventually gets off with probation. When Judith Ryland objects, the judge lets her son have it: “You took away her daughter, made her believe she was dead. If you’d done that to me, sir, hell, I might have shot you too … You’re not the victim here, Mr Ryland, not by a long shot.” The legal system is less sympathetic towards Cookie, who finds herself under pressure to snitch on Lucious. “Honey, I will hurt your kids real bad,” Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor tells her, “even that bipolar son of yours … How is Andre gonna respond when I leak his recent medical report? Ooh child, I sure hope he don’t kill himself.” Cookie panics then dishes just enough dirt on Lucious to bring his deal to purchase all those urban radio stations to a halt.
As one Soap Land legend, JR Ewing, takes off, another, Alexis Carrington, returns — except it’s not really a return because we’ve never seen her before, at least not in the corporeal form of Paige Matheson. The sequence leading up to her entrance recalls the build-up to the Moldavian massacre of ’85. Both take place in a church where there is some exciting cross-cutting between a religious ceremony — a wedding then, a funeral now — and some more profane activity happening nearby — revolutionaries scaling the cathedral walls; two homosexuals passionately making out in a vestibule (Steven having just proposed to Sam from the pulpit). Extra-diegetic classical music plays on the soundtrack (in this case, according to Shazam, Mozart’s ‘Requiem in D-sharp minor’). Back in ’85, we knew a revolution was imminent even before the massacre. We have been given no such forewarnings in 2018 so, instead, there are several portents to indicate that Something Bad, possibly even satanic, is about to occur: a bell tolls, birds fly out of a tower, a crucifix rattles violently on a wall and then, in time-honoured Soap Land fashion, a stilettoed foot descends from a limousine. From Kristin Shepard to Genele Ericson, this is a sure sign that a trouble-making woman is about to make her entrance. (This week’s DALLAS employs the less common male equivalent when a booted foot stepping out of a blacked-out van announces Vicente Cano’s arrival at Southfork.) Sure enough, a monochrome-clad female then enters the church, her face obscured by a hat, veil and dark glasses. “Oh my God, that’s my mother,” murmurs Fallon. So far so April 20th 1981, except in this case Mother is a blonde and instead of continuing down the aisle in enigmatic silence, she breaks the spell by removing her glasses with a giggle and an apology — “Sorry I’m late, traffic was a bitch!” Whereas JR, with his Angry Birds and YouTube clips, played doddery, Alexis plays ditzy.
It’s hard to say who gets the bigger shock at the end of their respective episode: Bobby, when he hears John Ross introduce Sue Ellen as an equal shareholder at Ewing Enterprises (“I never go looking for a fight, but when one finds me I sure as hell finish it and they are in for the fight of their lives!”), Blake, when he sees his ex-wife at his father’s funeral, or Roxanne the Sexy Prosecutor, leaving her house for the day, speaking on the phone as she gets into her car, smelling something odd and then turning round to see Vernon’s decaying corpse sat in her passenger seat.
And this week’s Top 3 are …
1 (1) DALLAS
2 (3) DYNASTY
3 (2) EMPIRE
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