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"Hi! My name is Faith Margaret and I watch Scandal." I enjoy it. Thoroughly…and will blog right here about all new episodes on Thursday nights beginning next week. Oh! Your theories about what is happening next in this suspenseful show are welcomed along with my musings.
Aww, Lawd Jesus! I am
almost afraid to say it for fear it’s just a tease, Father God in Heaven but…
This week’s season opening episode of Scandal was goodie, goodie, goodie,
goodie, goodie, good! Good enough for me
to pull out the old MacBook Pro and offer a recap, even! Chaka Khan belting out the lyrics to, “You’ve Got the Look”
in her sassy, funky voice is a damn good way to begin the 5th season
to revive what I believe to be a show that is losing it’s sizzle, it’s
magnetism, it’s “Girl, I have to go ‘cuz Scandal is coming on!” appeal. Here. We. Go.
How. Dare. She?!?
I mean, the bold faced righteous indignation of the former Vice
President, Sally Langston in her commentary about her nemesis, Fitz? That mean old lady gave a
scathing commentary of the elegant dinner President Grant (hereafter referred
to as, Fitz) planned for royalty and the american princess, even going so far as to be pissy about a
choice of 3 wines. Riesling? Chardonnay?
Cabernet Sauvignon? Who doesn't like options? Please. I mean…this is the same woman that killed her
husband after what she knew to be true was cast right before he beady little eyes, for heaven’s sake! The old Cyrus (who we all should hope makes a reappearance and soon) cleaned that mess up for her she climbed right back on her pedestal to look down upon everyone else casting judgment here and there. Plenty of that coming this election campaign year but I digress. |
| What An Imagination You Have, Shonda Girl! |
Love scenes between Fitz and Olivia just don’t do it for me
anymore. First of all, e’rybody knows
most sistah girls ain't getting fully dressed in couture, hair primped
just so and makeup flawless only to disrobe for another quick sexual
tryst. Bye, Felicia! Enough already. Like, how many times have we seen these two
completely exhaust themselves between high thread count quality sheets or on Persian
rugs or even atop or against 100 year old antique desks or in media closets
against all kind of ether net cords only for Olivia to put a hault to it all? Wait.
Scratch that. Those two and their romantic interludes are nothing short of inspiring! *fanning self*
“Are you back? You
always fix me.” Huck is still the complicated
loving mess he has always been when we find him hunkered down in Olivia’s house
waiting to be saved. But, there is
something unsettling about Olivia and Huck’s relationship, you know? She saved him from being a babbling dirty bum in the subway. He does whatever she needs him to do including torture bad guys. She tells him not to do anything too
bad though she knows he doesn't have the ability to discern bad versus too bad. Not Huck. He does really bad, confirms it's handled and she doesn't care to know the details. She’s grateful. And he needs to be fixed again. Can he live, Olivia?!? Can Huck just live??? I still am NOT feeling Jake but if he can
help our boy, Huck then I guess he’s a’ight.
Mellie. Mellie. Mellie.
*sigh* Well, at least
she’s back to her normal self instead of eating fried chicken (Really?!?) on
one of the balconies of the White House while she grieved the untimely death of
her son. Hey, Mellie girl! Right when she attempts to
serve up one of those reads she’s so famous for to Fitz’s Chief of Staff, “I
brought your bones back from the political graveyard and performed voodoo to
make you somebody again and as payment, you stab me in the back!” She tried it!
Oh no ma’am. Ellen’s wifey served
her a little straightenin’ of her own with, “…one can only be betrayed if there‘s loyalty. First, I was never loyal to
you and you were never loyal to me. I
don’t think you’ve ever been loyal to anyone.” *insert blank stare* Mellie just sits there looking incredulous with her mouth set like she’s
eating one of those sour gumball thingies my mother would never let me
buy. Side note…I still can’t figure out
where Ellen's wifey came from in the first place.
With all the dirt Fitz and Mellie have done in pursuit of
power, it baffles me how either one of them can say the other is the greater
offender. Who’s keeping score but: Rigging ballots. Hiding rapes.
Suffocating Supreme Court Justices.
Allowing a mistress. Killing
folks on planes. Killing folks on
buses. The list goes on and on. Fitz serves Mellie with divorce papers and
promises to join her in the ruin of both of them (…cuz he ain’t trippin’ as
long as he has the prize, Olivia...) should she not sign those papers. Then he reminds Mellie that her major
accomplishment to date is just waiving and smiling so she couldn’t possibly
want it with him. Bastard! Hell, I was actually mad for Mellie after all of that! If this was “Empire” Fitz would have caught the
obligatory slap across his left cheek with the full force of all 5 stiletto
neon painted manicured fingers.
#lovemesomecookie
Creating a story ripped from any number of headlines always
worked for Scandal and tonight we reminisced about the tragic death of Princess Diana. Five seasons in we all but forgot how much we didn’t like Quinn but now she’s like “Lead Gladiator” and should have a badge she wears pinned to her shirt that says so. Quinn is the only one that shows up to work every day (where is the super fine black cat replacement for Harrison, anyways?!?) and seems to get better and better with each case she helps fix. Olivia’s so damn clever when she goes about fixing
the lives of those in power. Cue good old David Rosen. *trumpets blaring* He still can’t tell Olivia to get the hell out of his office with all that s#!t and he is the United States Attorney General. He reminds me of the smart kid in elementary school that was always picked last for the kickball team, knew that would be the case and waited to be picked last time and time again. “Fine! I’ll take David!” He come through though with enough information to help Olivia prove the crash of the princess wasn’t an accident after all and then all the pieces come together. Score for David!
And Olivia behaving like a…woman and confusing Fitz when he attempts to give her what she wants. What is that? “The minute the world finds out about us, we stop being you and me and we become a spectacle. How can we make it work in public when we can barely make it work in private? I wanna slow down. I want our business handled. I want our problems fixed. I wanna be ready before the world is watching become once it is, once we’re in that spotlight being picked at and scrubbed and stretched in every direction we will never get the chance to make things right if we are broken going in…” Hmmm…that’s a point. Makes you wonder if that’s how we all should walk into commitment, huh? Could this be the thinking behind quiet celebrity romances? Bey & Jay wrote the book on that one.
B U S T E D! The cameras are always watching. “I see you, sir!” Who took those pictures, though of Olivia sliding in and out of rooms in the White House adjusting ties and whatnot???? Caught Cyrus' attention and just might be enough to get him back in the game. Put him in, Coach Shonda!
Shonda got some act right and penned
tonight’s episode. Smart move,
girlfriend. Smart move! Think she will find a way to introduce a
character like Donald Trump? That would
be hilariously fantastic!
Side note: That black
and white coat was bad! And that
pantsuit?!? Slayed. Wonder if Limited will carry the Scandal
clothing line again this season?
Side note to the side note: Is it just me or does Olivia's weave get thicker and thicker with every season? Must be hell on the neck, though...
Until next week!
