2. Melissa and Roy
In a nutshell: Melissa and Roy get stuck in the Hell-e-vator. Roy chats with
Sorel, who confesses to ordering Melissa's brother Leo killed. Roy tells Melissa,
who then has to rush to OR to scrub in for an emergency surgery on a Mystery Patient,
who turns out to be Sorel. She runs away to dance with Roy at Luke's club, and
they kiss. Roy meets Angel and recognizes her.
Okay, I forget: are Roy and Melissa still in the Stavros story, or not? They
started out the month by discovering the elevator to the mad-scientist lab, and
then they sort of stepped aside to get involved in the Sorel thing. (And now they're
camping and lying to some guy named Lenny, and I don't know why, because I missed
a day; but that's August, and it's not my problem...)
At any rate, it's a good thing that I like Jensen Buchanan, as an actor, because
I should be hating Melissa by now. She's everywhere, in every story, a supposedly
fantastic nurse, who walks out in the middle of surgery but can still keep
her job because everyone likes her (except maybe Tony, now). Given my former occupation
(see the Quartermaine section) I was appalled at the "walking out of surgery"
scene. Granted, GH has never been particularly realistic when it comes
to medical details, and I normally find their gaffes quite funny, but this was
just ridiculous! No nurse worth his or her license would ever, ever do that. (Of
course, no nurse would ever be put in that position to begin with, as all OR personnel
know the name of the patient prior to surgery and anyone who would have difficulty
focusing on said patient would be replaced in advance. At the very least, any
good nurse would've hung in there until a replacement arrived, as to leave in
the middle of surgery--for any reason--is a major breach of medical ethics.)
On the funny side, however, I got a kick out of Tony (the neurosurgeon performing
abdominal surgery) motioning for a clamp, nervous because Sorel had sprouted a
major bleeder, with a totally clean surgical glove. I know they're trying to save
money, and perhaps that fake blood is costly, but you'd think someone could've
scrounged up some ketchup from the cafeteria, or something. And as for Melissa,
I'd always hoped to see an evil streak in her, and was disappointed when she failed
to offer Tony the "atonal scalpel" (again, see the Q section for comments
re: the "harmonic scalpel"), which, as any musician knows, would've
surely killed the guy.
Melissa and Roy dancing was nice; the two actors have an easy chemistry that
was mostly missing in the Roy/Bobbie reunion. But I was baffled when Felicia interrupted,
asking Roy to help find Luke (after he'd been injected with the biotoxin), and
Roy acted as though it was none of his concern. Isn't Roy Luke's new/old best
friend? Wasn't Roy involved in the Helena investigation? Did I miss the day that
he decided to throw up his hands and leave Luke and his problems alone? And now
he's gone camping! I don't get it!
3. Sonny/Angel/Carly/Sorel (with some Bobbie and Mike thrown in for good measure)
In a nutshell: Sonny and Angel spend the better part of the month being the
dramatic equivalent of watching paint dry. Carly (and friends) are taken hostage
by Sorel in the penthouse. Mike and Bobbie have the same conversation 1000 times.
Sonny returns to the penthouse with a big bulge in his suit, but it's Carly who
thinks she's pregnant.
I had a moment of "uh-oh" after I volunteered to do the review this
month: I'd already fast-forwarded through the bulk of Sonny and Angel, and it
was the middle of the month! Fortunately, there's the ABC recap site that pretty
much confirmed what I suspected as I watched them whisk by noiselessly on my TV
screen: They talked. A lot. And played cards. Then hints dropped like bombs that
Angel and Sorel just might be related. Wake me when it's over...
I'm trying to think of a character who has interested me less than "Angel,"
and the only one I can think of is that awful "Miguel," who was played
by Ricky Martin in a former life. When she sat clutching the "death card"
(the ace of spades? Surely, they could've sprung for a tarot deck; the pictures
are much better!) and reciting the St. Sonny version of the 23rd psalm, I didn't
know whether to laugh out loud or become ill (I chose the former, it's more fun
and less messy). This whole Angel thing might have worked with better writing
(and a similar scenario did work, to a certain extent, back when Sonny married
Lily), but this is just laughably bad, and I get the distinct impression that
Maurice Benard is just as bored as I am.
On a positive note, I'm more impressed with Tamara Braun. Now that she's not
so intent on mimicking Sarah Brown anymore, I can see a good actor emerging. I
was particularly impressed with her work during Carly's "wishful-thinking"
pregnancy, and it was the first time in ages I'd felt some empathy for the character.
The hostage scenes with Sorel should've been more exciting, but by this time,
I'd grown immune to the "crisis of the day" writing, and I found myself
musing about how idiotic Sorel's plan was. I got a kick out of the growing roomful
of hostages, and imagined it blossoming to ridiculous proportions as Sorel pulls
everyone who's ever had any connection with Sonny into the penthouse: Mike, Bobbie,
Johnny, Benny, Elton (hey! It'd give him some airtime!), Karen (in a cross-over
appearance from Port Charles), etc., etc.. Then Sonny showed up with his
exploding cummerbund, and proved that the actual story was even more far-fetched
than my imaginary one.
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