Slutty Blonde asks Preppy Snot if he put Trish's niece Madison up to the bloody finger trick. He smugly indicates he did, thereby neatly setting himself up as Next Victim. The Blondes enter their lavish suite. There's a model sailboat and a note from Preppy to Slutty-- he wants to take her sailing. She squeals approval then pops on a captain's hat. "How do I look?" Like a Vivid Exclusive about to star in All Hands On Dick. They topple to the bed as we cut to the dock, where Fish Hunk is having another casual expository chat with another townie. They refer to our soonly-weds as The Princess & The Pauper but say Henry's a pretty cool guy for someone who only came here in the summer. But Henry's psycho little brother better not be coming! Of course that means he definitely is, and since they're calling him psycho he'll end up being the Rebellious Maverick With His Own Quirky Indie Style who ends up saving whoever's left when this finally concludes sometime in 2012. Townie warns Fish Hunk to keep away from Abby-- "She dumped you, brah!" Uh-oh, there's a problem under the yacht-- something appears to be caught in the rudder. Fish Hunk offers to take a look and jumps in the water, reaches down and starts futzing with it. We cut underwater and Cousin Ben's bashed-in severed head pops out at us for the nanosecond the network standards department allowed. The head apparently sinks to the ocean floor as Fish Hunk pulls out the cord used to bind Cousin Ben to the rudder. Problem fixed.
Patio, Candlewick Inn. Uncle Harry's caught the Expositional Flu as he tells Henry "Remember when you were a starry-eyed teen fixing boats during the summer?" (NOTE: Mark my words, Gasmi, Henry's boat-fixing skills will become WAY important later.) "Now you're here at the posh Candlewick Inn marrying mega-rich Trish Wellington. It's just like a fairy-tale!" No, Uncle Harry. Making Love was a fairy tale. This is a slick and vapid Agatha Christie Meets Jason Voorhees soap opera that needs to get real nasty real fast or I might go on a killing spree. Uncle Harry tells Henry to never be intimidated by Big Daddy Beef Wellington. Then he wants to know about Slutty Blonde. That dish gives him the hots.
Cut to Slutty & Preppy's suite. Preppy is taking a bubble bath. He calls out for Slutty to join him. They exchange saucy banter about the big something he has to show her. But it's not his penis. It's a diamond ring. After Slutty exits to find her spermicidal bath beads, Preppy gives us a peek at it and hopes aloud to himself that it's big enough. I'm sure it's fine. It's not about the ring-- it's about marrying you so she can get her manicured mitts on your bank account and then immediately start sleeping around, because let's face it, Preppy, you look a lot like David Spade. Or the drama teacher from Summer Heights High.
"My name is Mr.G/Three talents, one two three!"
Cut to Trish's sister and her husband, another dysfunctional WASP couple. Mr. Trish's Sister is worried about their daughter Madison. You know, Severed Finger Girl. He promised they'd find someone for her to play with. We see Madison has already found a playmate, a snail she's in the process of frying with a magnifying glass. Kids!
Cut to Henry knocking on a hotel room door, asking the person inside if he needs anything for tonight. It's his psycho brother! And he definitely fits the CBS Psycho Profile what with his dyed-black hair and panoply of Goth tattoos, including an elaborate Satanic skull design all over his back. I so totally called it. Through the door, Henry reminds him that next to Uncle Harry, he's the only family Henry has left. Goth Guy says nothing and looks vaguely disturbed.
Cut to Beef Wellington and Mrs. Beef's suite. BW kisses Mrs Beef as she showers, then checks his laptop. He has an anonymous email that says "I will get to her tonight." Cut to Abby's room. In bra and panties, she answers her cell. No one's there. She looks vaguely disturbed, but not disturbed enough to check Caller ID or *69.
Cut to Candlewick Inn Library/Cocktail Lounge. Abby appears in a slinky red dress and approaches Henry. She tells him she's determined to have fun this week and totally has his back. He notices she's a little tipsy.
I have THIS much respect for my agent.
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Comments (7)
I am sooooooo glad you are recapping this trainwreck! I just knew there was a reason to watch it.
Awesome job--can't wait for the next one (recap, that is, not actual episode...)
Ellen-- Are you coming on to me? Stop it, you shameless little jezebel!
1 of 7 | Posted by bluzgirl | Posted on April 15, 2009 8:21 AM
I gave this mess 20 minutes of my time, but decided it just wasn't worth it. Thank you for sacrificing your time to recap it. I, too, cannot wait for the next recap. Truly enjoyed this one. Love your style.
Dear Katrae:
Thanks so much. Your kind words almost make paying attention to this show worthwhile.
LLB
2 of 7 | Posted by katrae | Posted on April 15, 2009 9:16 AM
I have one question: What in God's name does "couch-fu*ker" mean?
Loved the recap, much more interesting than the actual show.
I'm wondering if they're totally going to rip off "And Then There Were None"... Almost makes it worth watching.
Hi Devlin! Burgi played a plastic surgeon with an inanimate-object fetish and fell in lust with Christian & Sean's couch. Then he stripped that hard-muscled forty-something bod naked and tried to have sex with it. You gotta get you some NIP/TUCK on dvd! It is a blast.
LLB
3 of 7 | Posted by Devlin | Posted on April 15, 2009 11:19 AM
Christopher Gorham sort of makes watching this worthwhile...sort of.
4 of 7 | Posted by kelsey | Posted on April 15, 2009 8:11 PM
O Kelsey---
I think your fond memories of POPULAR will be forever stained by this express train to Hackettsville. But at least his SAG health insurance is all paid up.
5 of 7 | Posted by leia labiblia | Posted on April 15, 2009 11:30 PM
haha hilarious and true! I like it though! Fancast hosts a chat with the recently deceased person from Harper’s Island every Friday at 1pm EST. It's fun :)
6 of 7 | Posted by meg4fancast | Posted on April 16, 2009 12:03 AM
Dearest Meg--
Aren't you sweet. But I'm afraid asking me to chat with the latest victim on Fridays is a little like inviting Anne Frank to sneak out of the attic to attend a cast and crew screening of TRIUMPH OF THE WILL. Inconvenient, sadistic, and very very dangerous.
BFF, LLB
7 of 7 | Posted by leia labiblia | Posted on April 16, 2009 2:02 AM