Trouble in so many paradises this week.
This show is totally growing on me. I still find Katren boring (although she is slowly becoming less so) and I downright despise Not-Grace. Why did they make the two main characters so… the way they are? But the supporting cast is beyond brilliant, and I laughed out loud so many times during this episode. Not-Will is my favorite character — he has such awesome facial expressions.
Eileenica‘s assistant has been stolen by Jerry, and Ellis the Hot Assistant helps her figure out how to access her computer files. The description for this episode in the TV listings made it sound like they were going to become a dynamic duo, so I was disappointed that this was their only interaction, but maybe it was only the first step towards world domination.
Not-Grace is an über-bitch. But we knew that already. She nags Not-Will about everything, is taking her own sweet time about finishing the book, goes off unreasonably on her son without listening to the whole story, and sends about 47,000 mixed messages to Michael. I hate this character so much! I want to take her to New Jersey, throw her off a dock, and watch her get eaten by sharks.
Not-Will‘s budding romance isn’t terribly romantic, but his doubts about dating a lawyer (who I would totally have a crush on, were I a gay man, cos DAMN! Hot, smart, and snarky) are quickly assuaged when…
Leo, the world’s oldest teenager gets hauled in to the police station for being present whilst marijuana was imbibed. Cute gay lawyer gets him released with only a bench warrant, and it is so hot, you guys. So hot. Also, Not-Will does this awesome mini-musical about Leo’s legal woes which is completely adorable.
Brit Boy is in danger of not getting the promotion that he thought he was a shoe-in for, so he asks Katren to step up her game and play the super-sexy girlfriend at an important dinner. He’s also a bit more friendly with a female New York Times reporter than Katren is comfortable with.
Katren lies about playing Marilyn at Brit Boy’s important dinner, where she ends up being seated next to the man who is in line to take the promotion that Brit Boy was hoping to get, and engages in some minor sexpionage in order to get the pertinent info that they will need to take him down and get Brit Boy the press secretary job.
Derek isn’t thrilled with Ivy’s vibrato and tells Katren to show her how it’s done in the middle of rehearsal. He then tells Katren to tutor Ivy privately — I’m sure you can imagine how well that goes.
Ivy turns up at Derek’s loft drunk off her ass and reads him the riot act about disrespecting her and playing hot and cold. He shuts it down pretty quickly, telling her that all he cares about in rehearsal is the show and she needs to accept that.
Michael is going to completely ruin Not-Grace’s perfect little facade of a life, as he drops by her house while Frank is out of town and Leo invites him to stay for dinner. He wants to get back together with Not-Grace, and makes out with her outside the brownstone while Leo watches from an upstairs window. Oops.
Songs: “Let’s Be Bad” (Smash original), “It’s a Man’s World” (James Brown, sung by Katren), “A Song For You” (The Carpenters, sung by Michael).
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I have to admit, I loved the “Let’s Be Bad” number. Not just because Ivy pulled it off spectacularly (eventually), but because it was a very creative take on that stage of Marilyn’s career. If Not-Will and Not-Grace were a real writing team, I bet their other shows would have kicked ass.
Except, you know, that Non-Grace is a giant, unrepentant bitch.
So, Not-Will, Ivy, Brit Boy and possibly Leo are the only characters left that I don’t want to club. Everyone else has become a caricature of themselves. We didn’t even see Jerry this episode and I want to club him for having no real motivation to screw Eileenica over, except for the fact that he’s a douche. All he needs is a pencil-thin stache and a Persian cat and he’d be the most obvious villain in television history.