So I just got back from my pilgrimage to see the Mouse, and I haven't even watched last week's Heroes yet. I have read Flipit's awesome recap of last week, though. Looks like he fast-forwarded through the boring stuff, but I think I'm caught up on the important parts. Like how Sylar, the Character Briefly Known As Fathan, got himself whacked by Swoosie Kurtz for trying to do the right thing. He's dug himself out now and is walking down the street, just minding his own business, and gets himself arrested for Walking While Bloody.
The Bangs Are Back!
Carnyville
So we haven't seen much of day-to-day carnival life, but now everyone's sitting around a table piled high with food. An old woman is cooking stuff with her red-hot hand.
Judging by all the happy hippie grins, I bet those are the "special" waffles.
Samuel, who I'll call T-Bag (Sam-Bag? T-Sam?) for the benefit of you Prison Break fans, is holding forth with a happy grin of his own. Slaughtering a house full of Republicans is great for getting the old aggression out, I hear. Everyone's nodding and smiling a lot, so I bet Kool-Aid is also on the Carnyville menu. "By day's end we will have a full table again," is S-Bag's explanation for his good mood.
The table looks pretty full to me now.
At a completely different table across town, Gretchen and Claire are eye-banging each other over breakfast. Claire is just giddy because she's in college, living a normal life, instead of dying her hair brown in some alternate future or throwing herself in front of baby seals in Japan. Apropos of nothing, a sorority girl approaches with a rush invitation, all made up like she just left a taping of The Hills. Now I know it's been like 30 years since I was in college, but when I was there, girls (even the ones in sororities) pretty much stumbled down to breakfast in sweats and flip-flops. No college student is presentable before 1pm. Shoot, they don't get up before 1pm unless there's an afternoon football game. Claire accepts the invitation, which stuns Gretchen like she was just zapped by Elle or something. Claire begs Gretchen to come with, because this is what normal college girls do, and as a reward she offers her... chocolate milk.
How about chocolate syrup and whipped cream instead? Anything to break the sexual tension.
Baltimore, Set of The Wire
That cop who bagged Sylar last night? So it was really too dark to see, but... OMG, it's Winston Zeddemore from Ghostbusters! One thing I love about Heroes is how they find cameos for sci-fi cult stars. More on that later. Winston has called in a criminal psychologist to consult, because Sylar has amnesia. Yawn. The important thing is that this woman (named Gibson) has a hot British accent, so she's mostly here to be Sylar's Conflicted Love Interest. Hopefully her power, if she has one, is better than Maya's Mascara Of Death.
Winston wants the doc to just put a big red "Psychopath" stamp on Sylar's case, but she says they don't do stamps. She goes in and plays good cop, and wants Sylar uncuffed. Yeah, I know he has blood all over his shirt, but it's all his blood. Can't they get someone to test that like they did with Claire back in season 1?
Mercy Heights Hospital (yes, that's its real name)
Nurse Ratched, who according to HeroesWiki is actually a doctor, checks up on Emma and tells her those sounds she sees are probably just something called "hysterical blindness". EPISODE TITLE ALERT!! I'll get around to Googling that eventually, but it's probably just a fancy title for "you're going crazy, dear". It's a great name for a Finnish death metal band, not so much for a Heroes episode. Doctor Nurse Ratched just happens to mention that Emma is her daughter. "Do you follow up like this with all your patients?" "Only the ones who happen to be my daughter."
Gag me with an iPod.
Doctor Nurse Ratched tells her daughter she's in a dead-end job and needs to get out of the file room every now and then. She thinks Emma should go back to med school and quit blaming herself for the death of someone named Christopher. I think I saw this plotline on ER about 10 years ago.
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Comments (6)
Don't you remember? William Katt was the reporter Tracy turned into an ice cube last season and he shattered. Great recap.
1 of 6 | Posted by rj472 | Posted on October 16, 2009 1:17 PM
I'm thinking the "hysterical blindness" might be Freud. He had a lot of ideas that would sound ridiculous now, like the idea that a lot of female pathology was due to her uterus. Hysteria means something like -- floating womb
2 of 6 | Posted by Tadow | Posted on October 16, 2009 6:05 PM
Hysterical blindness? Seriously? Where does this shows get its medical information? Hysteria (aka Conversion Disorder) involves paralysis, numbness, seizures, weakness, and fainting - it has nothing to do with synesthesia at all. And as Tadow said it is Freudian.
3 of 6 | Posted by Zeem | Posted on October 16, 2009 9:09 PM
@rj472: That's right! So this was nod #2 to Greatest American Hero. I loved that show when I was a kid.
If only they'd hire Stephen J. Cannell to write some Heroes episodes...
4 of 6 | Posted by copyhacker | Posted on October 19, 2009 3:55 AM
Copyhacker, I LOVED Greatest American Hero!!! I totally Katt-Rolled my friends!
The carnival thing is still annoying me - I think I'm still bitter over Carnivale being cancelled or something.
I like how you tied Samuel to Magneto - I don't know that I would have gone there, but as soon as I read it I thought "Yes!" You are awesome.
SWAK, PottyMouth
5 of 6 | Posted by PottyMouth | Posted on October 19, 2009 7:20 AM
There behind the glass, is a real blade of grass, be careful as you pass, move along, move along . . . .
Am I right, Copy, and if so, you must be older than I thought! I'm having memories of housework to my brother's ELO and Cream LPs!
I liked the lady cop, and I like the deaf girl, and I sorta like lesbo roomy, but everything else, meh, meh, meh--even the slight deliciousness of Swoozie getting revenge was served cold, very cold, and yes, Sylar reboot again . . . sigh . . . they are lucky there's nothing else on Mon!!! That's all I can say!!!
And I prefer T-bag, coz that guy is just skeevy and douchy to me . . . Kind of like Tommy Lee in an ewww sort of way--a rare fail for the casting on this show, if you ask me . . . and no one did, nor never does . . . sigh again! And it's back to obscurity for me!
6 of 6 | Posted by juddfan | Posted on October 20, 2009 10:06 AM