Throughout this entire season, TVGasm has taken you on a little journey that is called North Shore. I for one still think the show has potential, but oh my God, I think that I may gouge my eyes out half the time I am watching. This latest episode was the last one before the producers decided to shake things up and pull Shannon Doherty into the cast. If her addition adds some spice to the episodes like the rumored added spice to the set, it may just be worth watching. Until then, we have to deal with the current show as it is composed, and that means we sit through what is becoming less and less tolerable each week. But hey, if you want to brush up on some cliché driven action that would put Bunim/Murray to shame, keep on tuning in. If you don't care at all, maybe you will get some enjoyment by letting me "do what I want to do" and rip this thing to shreds.
OK, maybe I am a little harsh. I have to give North Shore a little credit. As shows go, they seem to be able to sustain story lines for a decent amount of time. It's no 24, but the writers do enable you to get a little development over the course of several episodes instead of abruptly ending certain plots like they had never existed. This portion of the test is like putting putting your name on the SAT; just because you receive points for doing so doesn't make it a great accomplishment.
But I digress. Frankie likes to run a club and bring in money. We learned last week that his bartending is just a way to keep busy while he waits for everybody to jump his MBA-laden bones and offer him some CEO job. Too bad there is no show called "The Apprentice" in the North Shore universe. Frankie's club, known as G-W, natch, is of course a hit, but you know that there has to be a catch, or at least something other than his silent partner Tessa has all of a sudden decided she wants to look into other revenue streams. MJ is of course working the G-W, and when she points Frankie into the direction of a generous guest named Lacey, the two become acquainted. Lacey takes an interest in Frankie, maybe a little too much of an interest. I wonder if that will become important later on?
The largest part of the story, however, is Jason and his quest to prove that his girlfriend's dad killed his own wife. Walter Booth, who now owns a huge mansion, apparently was too broke to hire some security or install cameras, because Jason breaks in and sleeps with Nicole, even after all of her "Kansas City Royals in September" quality efforts to keep him away. Was it a surprise to you the next morning that Jason was caught in bed with her? Well, sort of, to tell the truth. First, by the time your daughter is thirty, don't you knock on her door first? Second, if you are sleeping with the man your dad hates the most on earth, don't you lock the door or put a chair in front of it or something?
And speaking of waking up in a strange situation, Gabriel wakes up with two girls in his bed, and they aren't hungover freshmen. No, Charlie and her girlfriend are simply having a wonderful time sleeping with Gabriel. Meanwhile, Gabriel is too worried about starting a relationship with Charlie to worry about important things like what strain of herpes he is getting from this girl who apparently has no problem sleeping with anybody, from either sex. He eventually mentions that he is confused because she likes to sleep with women, which makes her gay, but she likes to sleep with guys, which makes her bi. Well, "she doesn't like labels" so why can't they have fun? How about your girlfriend and Gabriel hate each other's guts.
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Comments (2)
with the skill of these writers, i'm surprisd we didn't learn that walter booth's encryption scheme was something called ".tgz".
though to be fair, it would take a couple hours to "decrypt" that on an imac.
1 of 2 | Posted by merlatonin | Posted on September 14, 2004 8:58 AM
Don't shoot your PA cannon at us, Merlatonin.
2 of 2 | Posted by b-side | Posted on September 14, 2004 10:22 AM