"Rushing into marriage" seems to have been the theme
of the week. While Katherine consoled Nikki about
her ill-advised rush to the alter with David,
Sabrina was simultaneously starting to realize she
had said "I do" prior to having learned "I know."
The woman is only just now learning about her
husband's feud with Jack Abbott, something that has
been going on longer than the feud between the
Hatfields and the McCoys, and perhaps better known
as well.
It's rather shocking to think how little Sabrina
knows her new husband. Marrying Victor first and
then asking "Oh, you have enemies?" is kind of like
marrying the Pope and then asking "Oh, are you
religious?" He isn't called ruthless for nothing,
after all, and in fact I doubt she is even aware
that there is a book written about him with that
very title, let alone having read it.
Gloria rushed to the alter - again - with on again,
off again husband Jeffrey Bardwell and the promise
of reclaiming her 50 million ill-gotten gain,
despite the fact that she is no better off now than
she was while he was blackmailing her. He can still
call all the shots and send her to prison anytime he
wants, at least according to the fable this show is
weaving. In reality he never had anything on her but
a sample of the face cream she poisoned with no
evidence that she had been the culprit, and a letter
scribbled by his nearly comatose brother about as
obtuse as this very plot point.
Nevertheless, that never stopped anyone in Genoa
City from tying the knot. And Little Richard has
certainly fallen on hard times if he has now been
reduced to marrying grifters and con artists in
Vegas. I don't know if it's because he has nothing
better to do or if it's because he himself has lost
all of his millions by throwing it away on plastic
surgery that has frozen his face into a more
frightening visage than Michael Jackson's.
I hope now that they've got their millions and their
diamonds the newly remarried Bardwells aren't going
to be living in the Abbott pool house forever,
although the fact that the show resurrected that set
doesn't bode well for the chance of seeing something
new. Next thing you know half the town will be
eating breakfast, lunch and dinner there. At least
Fisher will have company; I can't believe he was
alone in there when Gloria and Jeffrey got home. Who
the hell put him in there? Jack and Sharon didn't
even seem to know where he was. Wait until Noah
hears about this.
Apparently Jill is the sole possessor of the Genoa
City brain (there's only one, and they pass it
around). Whereas Heather thought she made a "minor
mistake" in a contract, it was Jill who realized
that getting the client's name wrong was, in fact, a
rather major mistake, as opposed to quoting a figure
that has changed on a daily basis since said
contract was written up. I'd say the client's name
was fairly fundamental. One could hardly get away
with writing up a contract for "Newwoman
Enterprises," for example, or "Jabom cosmetics" and
not be ridden out of town on a rail.
So, with Heather on the case, it's fairly certain
that it will never be proved that David Chow, at
long last revealed as the killer of Ji Min Kim (for
those who remember that dropped plot point) will
ever go to trial. But so long as she has taken up a
recent interest in revisiting cold cases, I'd like
her to investigate several others while she's at it.
Those might include who killed Plum, the original
possessor of the money Ji Min wound up with;
whatever happened to Carson, who came looking for
it; the mysterious key that Kevin's father left for
him after his death; where Katherine got a
replacement baby after she switched Cane on Jill,
and wherever Drucilla's body wound up after she fell
off that cliff.
I was rather surprised to learn, from Heather, that
the pool at the athletic club closes at 8:00. That's
rather strange considering that the dining room is
open 24/7. I was also rather surprised that Adam's
swim trunks go down to his ankles. Maybe they have
to; maybe that's why he seems to popular these days.
God knows I've been scratching my head trying to
figure out why fans have taken to this guy. I'll
tell you what bugs me about the guy playing Adam,
aside from the fact that he has the emotional range
of a sloth and makes Victor look animated by
comparison. It's the fact that he croaks out his
lines like a frog. Listen for it. Every sentence he
utters starts off in a somewhat normal voice, and
about halfway through it's as though he loses the
strength in his lungs and has to croak out the rest
of his sentence. Now that I've pointed it out to
you, you won't be able to help but notice.
