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Juliet appears to be taking all her mom aggro out on Rayna. The first battle of wills between the two is rather delicious. Juliet scores a few bitch points right off the bat by pointedly ignoring Rayna’s outstretched hand and instead fawning over Watty. She makes Rayna wait to be introduced to HER. And then states her mom is a big Rayna fan. That’s some ice-cold bitchery right there.
Mama used to listen to you while I was in her belly. Swimming around in a toxic soup of booze, amniotic fluid and meth, listening to your voice, growing to hate you with every fibre of my being. BTW, ur old.
She wants to take Rayna down in a way that she just can’t with her mom. It’s like she has a list and she’s methodically checking it off – f-ck her producer (check!), f-ck her bandleader exlover (check!), f-ck her husband (pending), marry Watty and poison him against Rayna (pending).
“Seriously, Rayna. Juliet is single white femaleing you hard-core.”
This absence of a mother figure is mirrored in Rayna. It’s revealed that she lost her mother when she was very young. This makes for some very juicy potential story lines as Rayna and Juliet are forced to acknowledge there may be more similarities between them than they are comfortable admitting. Rayna also is burdened with some hardcore daddy issues. Her father is a big-time political mucky-muck and he has cajoled her husband into running for mayor. There is also something black and disturbing in Rayna’s past that dear old dad is holding over her head. Because of that, Rayna is neatly boxed into a corner by her father into supporting her husband’s mayoral ambitions. She’s also being (metaphorically) beaten into submission by her record company who threaten to abandon her after her tour and record stop selling. The only offer they have for her is to join up with Juliet for a co-headlining tour. It’s humiliating for Rayna as she doesn’t respect Juliet’s talent (which is far inferior to her own). Can you imagine working your ass off to reach the heights of your profession, only to be told you’ll be fired unless you suddenly become your assistant’s assistant?
Grammies, CMAs, yada, yada. What have you done for me lately?
Rayna turns this offer down with an eloquent “You can kiss my decision as it walks out the door.” Beautiful and I just may use that in future.
Also, Juliet, let me give you a little advice: Get better security and more responsible people around you. Clearly, someone is giving your druggie mother your phone number (cough, assistant, cough) AND even though you live in a gated community, it’s enough to just say “I’m here to see Juliet Barnes,” and you can get past the guard and the gates. Hmmmm….not safe at all, Ms. Barnes.
“Hello kind sir. Just wave me through to see the Number One artist in the country at her home, without being announced and ignore the knife, chloroform and videocamera I have on the front seat. Why thank you.”