Well…it’s nearly two in the morning on the East Coast, types the insomniac, so who needs fuckin’ spoiler boxes? Go ahead, keep reading, you go and get surprised by spoilers, learn to tell time, no sympathy here in da Bronx.
Furio is in hiding if he knows what’s good for him, and he does apparently. I feel so sorry for him, the sweet, sensitive, good cook, until I remember, oh right, stone killer. So, he’s in Italy avoiding ‘certain people’. I myself feel no need to see him again, and as fun as it was with Carmela I’m glad she didn’t sleep with him, so she still has some moral high ground with Tony.
Speaking of which, does Tony’s explosion at Melfi at the end imply that he still can’t bear to hear anyone insult Carm, even obliquely?
We only got a glimpse of Meadow, but AJ was hilarious. MOMMY!! Poor bear, it’s only a matter of time before he’s pumped full of lead in ‘self-defense.’ Tony’s reaction was great: “An Eastern black bear?” And I think that really was one, too.
Speaking of bears, poor Bobby Bacala (and the kids). I guess one way to lose weight is to marry Janice, since she can’t cook worth a damn. I had roast tonight too, coincidentally, mmmmm.
Cooking seems to be Feech’s specialty, though. I liked him, although Loggia’s laying down the goombah act a little thick, but he’ll settle down. Hope this doesn’t mean Junior’s on his way out. When Junior’s on his game nobody’s funnier or scarier. But he seems to be…drifting…and I don’t think they showed his tumble on the steps and the doctor’s diagnosis in the previews just for fun. I know he was faking a lot of it, but now–yikes. And if he was acquitted why is he still under house arrest?
Did Chris and Adriana get married yet? We already saw her pick out the gown, and it’s 2004 in the Tonyverse too.
As soon as I can remember who’s who in the NY mob I’ll comment on poor Carmine’s stroke. The HBO website has a family tree I have to study for awhile. I like Johnny Sack and Carmine Jr.
Paulie and Chrissy–whoa–somebody’s not making it out of the season alive. The waiter (who really ought to know not to wheedle wiseguys, even if they stiffed you like assholes) was just a symbolic sacrifice.
I hope the Melfi/Tony ‘romance’ kind of ends there, although of course they’re hot together. But she is absolutely right that the values mismatch in a major way, and they have too much history to just have it be a steamy brief affair. And oh yeah, now the rest of the country has joined me in seeing Bracco’s breasts (I saw them on Broadway in THE GRADUATE, and for somebody nearly fifty she looks just fine, thank you; her performance in tht rather shallow play was perfection) although from what I remember I think the butt was a body double
Next week, Buscemi live on camera without 70s hair!! That hair was the goddamn scariest thing in the whole show.