Back down at the American Legion and I really love this week’s art direction. Both party scenes felt of the period but really alive. So much on this show is brilliantly, seamlessly created in post but it’s also nice to see some good, old-fashioned set decoration and lighting create an ambiance for all the dancing vets and their girls. And for Richard and Julia who sitting awkwardly next to each other.
Another, more dickish, vet comes over with his date and asks Richard when he’s going to dance. Richard says they’re just watching but, assuming Richard is hopelessly awkward, G.I. Dickbag keeps teasing him. Julia steps in to save Richard and drags him on the dance floor while Dickbag’s date slaps him and asks him why he always has to be an ass. Sassy!
Funny. His name’s Richard but you’re the Dick.
Once on the dance floor, Julia tells Richard she has no idea what she’s doing. He tells her to put her hand on his shoulder and follow him. One-two-three, one-two-three. He’s leading her through a waltz to “Is There Still Room For Me ‘Neath the Old Apple Tree,” pleasantly surprising G.I. Dickbag and his date.
Julia’s also more than a little impressed with what a good dancer Richard is, but he admits it’s the only step he knows. They laugh a little then Julia gets a little antsy about how to finish. Richard tells her to put her hand over her head and trust him then smoothly dips her to the sincere delight of the other young vets and their dates. He stands her back up but Julia wants to give the rest of the room something to really talk about so she kisses Richard.
Little Richard, happy at last.
The rest of the room bursts into applause while Richard and Julia share a moment before he looks around. And seeing Richard in a room full of vets who don’t shrink from his injury or pretend it’s not there, but treat him with some empathy or kinship or friendly teasing, makes me a little sad that it took him so long to find honest acceptance from a community beyond gangsters.
While Eddie attempts to finish dressing Nucky, since Nucky can’t manage it himself, Nucky asks for the time. 14 to 10:00. Nucky’s fidgeting and confirms that Eddie ordered Rothstein his cake and milk then mutters that Arnold “eats like a fucking child” which prompts a chuckle from Eddie. Until Nucky asks the time, again, and Eddie stops in his tracks. Nucky’s lucid enough to realize after the fact that he just asked Eddie the time but snaps at Eddie not to look at him like he’s an idiot and Eddie tells him it’s “13 to 10.”
Eddie gets Nucky’s jacket but before he can help him into it, Nucky’s entered the nausea state of his concussion and bolts for the bathroom to vomit. Eddie gets off an “ew, gross…” face before bringing Nucky a towel. As Nucky cleans his face he finds Billie’s hummingbird earring and gets lost in a thought.
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