At the dinner party, Victoria has come up with evil plan #387, where she splits Matt up from Betty during dinner. Matt says he wants to sit next to Betty and she says, "Don't be silly, the name cards were placed hours ago." And we sure as hell don't want to move them, do we? Betty's like it's fine, whatever, I'm a doormat.
I wonder if Matt is going to have any intimacy issues?
Switch back over to Casa Suarez where Hilda is downing wine by the box. Papi, Elena, and Justin clear the table and Councilman says, "So how awkward is this for you?" Hilda says, "What do you mean, why would this be awkward?" "Because they are trying so hard to set us up," he says. Yes, awkward.
Hilda apologizes because she had no idea, but Councilman says this happens all the time. He says he's a reasonably attractive man in his forties (red flag!) with a mid-level government job (two red flags!), "I'm a...catch." He pauses. "And your eyes have a story that they wish to tell, and I have my whole life, and I listen well." Oh blah are you freakin' kidding me with that line of bullshit?
"That's a Justin Timberlake song," Hilda says. Both Councilman and I breathe a sigh of relief. "I'm glad you got that, because it would have been really...weird." Yes, but now it's much, much better. Check, please!
Betty is seated at a really long dinner table that although doesn't seat many, does seat them in cozy-looking chairs. The worst thing about this place, though, is that it is on street level and you can see all the buses and cars (and I'll assume pedestrians) going by. It sort of makes the place look cheap, doesn't it? Plus, I know if I walked by I would totally stare inside and make everyone feel creepy like they were in the snake house at the zoo. I totally would!
Victoria welcomes everyone and is about to tell everyone the hot topic of the evening when Matt sends a text message to Betty saying how she's going to totally rock torture. That's later Matt, calm down! The topic? "What is going to be the future...of opera?" I think she'll probably just retire from her show one day, hang out with Stedman and her dogs in Hawaii, sleep naked on a big pile of money, and read. Oh, no, wait...that's the future of Oprah. So much more interesting than opera.
Needless to say, Betty freaks. "OPERA?!" she says too loudly. Smooth as your legs, Betty. Or mine, at this point. Victoria is intrigued. "You have a thought Betty?" Betty tries to get out of it but Victoria pushes. "Why don't you start us out?" This woman is good, you have to give her that. "Everybody, this is Betty Suarez, she's a friend of Matthew's. The future of opera. GO."
Headlights? A deer is calling.
Betty stammers and you know this is going south bigtime until she gets another text from Matt who - if you remember - said he just went through the last 400 years of Mode magazines and reminds her of an issue they did relating to opera, which I just typed with an H. The magazine focused on fashion and the opera.
Worst selling edition ever.
"Opera is fashion!" Betty blurts out. "Meaning?" Victoria's Secret Hatred says. "Meaning that the opera will thrive as any art thrives...by evolving and embracing new ideas, and giving the audience more grander and hopeful versions of themselves." Well done!
"That is as succinct and insightful a piece of criticism as I have ever heard. Do you mind if I use it in my next column?" asks a guy who looks like what I'm guessing Marc will in about 25 years. This guy asks her what she means when she says, "Fashion," and he uses his jazz hands.
He's a cross between Marc and Austin Powers.
And it works!
"Well, I work at Mode," Betty begins and some lady cuts in and says, "That's like my bible!" Oh, Victoria is NOT going to be pleased. "And in some respects, what is more archaic than couture dresses?" Betty continues, although she may want to stop while she's ahead. "Like opera," says the bible lady.
"Eventually these couture dresses have an influence on our modern style," Betty says and someone else says opera can do the same thing! I know I'd be sitting at this table steaming because I was hungry and no one would shut the hell up. The conversation then opens up to the rest of the table and people begin chatting. Betty smiles at Matt.
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Comments (2)
Hey, Crabby! Nice recap.
I had the same thoughts about the people walking past the dinner party. Maybe they have special 1-way glass. You'd think a billinoaire could afford some nice drapes.
I don't think the woman Matt was hugging will be a romantic interest. Some sort of sister angle. He was so shy making moves on Betty, it is hard to imagine him even talking to a girl that hot unless he was related somehow.
(I know - it's a freakin' TV show!)
I want to slap Daniel for being so all about himself with Molly - who I used to hate, but who is starting to grow on me (like a tumor??).
1 of 2 | Posted by fire@will | Posted on March 20, 2009 7:56 PM
Great recap as always!
You mentioned Gio (well... pretty much ALL Betty's love interests which are more than I've ever had). So, anyway, you drag me to read your recaps (of course they are funnier than the actual show these days). I swear the Getty-signal worked better on me than the Batty-signal. Betty and Matt are sweet and all... but just that. Honestly... how much this show is missing some hot sexy Italian sausage...
You are right, we had never seen Betty with pants before... I hope we don't see that anymore, ever.
Baranski was great in the episode but could have been better. I just loved Willy ("Mama is downsizing!"), Marc and Ralph "Timberlake" Macchio in the episode .
""So what exactly do the two of you have in common?" she asks Betty. Isn't it clear, they are both huge dorks who dress badly. What more do you need?"
you are crazy... :D thanks for this. You've made my day!
2 of 2 | Posted by Beatrice B | Posted on March 23, 2009 3:22 PM