(length alert...ya might wanna print this baby up and read it in installments)
(cool beans...you're still with me)
Highlights from last night's episode:
(wait...stop the presses..."FANatic"...the biggest TLC fan was from Poteet, TX, a small town a few miles outside San Antonio...weird...and I talk like the sister, too...weirder.... Anyways...)
OK, so this was weird. I knew that making Daria and Jane do this activity would backfire. I just didn't figure the backfiring would be the way it was. And...I can totally relate to working in an old folks' home. I did it for my compulsory volunteer service hours for high school (25/yr for freshman year, 88/yr from sophomore - senior year [including NHS hours]).
Working in an old folks' home is depressing. At first, it doesn't get to you. You actually like it, in fact. You like how you meet these smiling faces wizened with experience, and the feeling you get when you help someone actually gets to you and makes you feel great. Then you see the death and the dying in the eyes of the residents, and it starts to depress you. When you finally realize that you not only know the inside and outside of the home like the back of your hand, but also you've started to go to the obituaries section AND KNOW YOU'LL KNOW AT LEAST ONE PERSON IN THERE, you want out. I know this -- I don't ever want to be put into a nursing home, knowing how some of the paid staff treat the residents and how deeply depressing the establishment is. And where I worked at it was brightly painted and decorated, too, with some really good and hard-working people, too.
So I can see where Daria doesn't like the whole concept of the nursing home. It must've freaked her out to see so many old people in one place, seeing as though I don't think she's seen anyone nearly as old as them in her life. What shocked me was how well Brittany adapted to the atmosphere. Maybe it's because she has as many working brain cells as the mentally deteriorating older people. I do know this, though -- in real life, Brittany's "cheerleader peppiness" thing wouldn't wholly work in a nursing home. Sure, they might love the fact that she's inherently sugar sweet and that she smiles all the time (older people love when you smile), but her voice would've probably started to grate on some of the residents, especially those residents who wear hearing aids.
The decor...well, a little bit of the decor was right in the nursing home (knowing where the home was located, I would have to guess it was probably an upscale kinda home). I mean, some of the scenes in "Daria" made the home look like a lower income kinda home. They would probably not do that to the residents in real life. Although I did see scenes from "Daria" that made the home look like a waiting room in a doctor's office, which was the kind of decor the home I worked at (and the home my late grandma was put in) had. You know, with the flower paintings, the desert pink wallpaper, white trim, peach accents, flowery lamps, plush peach and desert pink couches in the visitors' area, that kind of thing. Ah well...it's only a cartoon.... :)
Moving on (because I could nitpick about the elderly home scenes for ages)...
I figured the Fashion Club would use the excuse of the volunteer week as another reason to shop, but man, they really stooped down low. I wanted so badly for Quinn to gain the extra backbone she needed so that she could take charge and do the collection the right way, but of course Stacy kept charge and the Fashion Club suffered. They really should have mutiny and restart the Club with Quinn as president. I have a feeling this girl has tons more feeling and depth than we've seen. Maybe Daria will be right about her predictions....
The scene with Chocolate Lady was funny, though. Interesting to see how Quinn reacted almost the same way Daria did to her.
Mrs. Li needs to be shot. Now. Please. She is a despicable example of principalship and she really needs to be gotten rid of. If the superintendent really knew how egotistical and just plain bad this principal is, Mrs. Li would probably be out on her keister. Shame, shame, shame (or, if you wanna do it like I did it when I was younger, do the mondegreen and sing, "shame, shame, shame, shame of fools" instead of "chain, chain, chain, chain of fools"). She really sunk to new lows at the student presentation. Man, I had a horrible principal myself, but at least she was (a.) competent, (b.) actually concerned about the students, and (c.) not a pretender. Actually, she wasn't that bad. She was just cold and mean, but would sometimes give you a hug. And she did focus on all groups of students equally, that much I'll give her. You can see her mug on the main page of my alma mater's website at http://www.providencehs.com/ . Oh yeah, and she loves Miller Lite beer. Especially when it's hot outside. Trust me, I've seen her down those babies faster than I downed my soda. Really.... Go Sr. Ramona, go. :o)
We finally get to see the full Taylor family! (You don't know how weird it is for me to refer to a "Taylor" and NOT talk about a bassist named John, a guitarist named Andy, or a drummer named Roger.) Mr. Taylor looked and sounded a bit like a male counterpart to Helen (competitive workaholic), but only a bit as he (a.) was a bit sleazy and (b.) couldn't control himself like Helen can. Mrs. Taylor -- hmmm, so we see someone who's probably influencing Brittany too much. I couldn't believe how dumb she was -- I mean, really. She was dumb as a post. I think Brittany is probably more intelligent than she is, although I would prefer to hear Mrs. Taylor's voice. The brother was a riot, though. Why couldn't we have seen more of him?
Was it just me or did Brittany's room look a lot like Quinn's? Overly pink and overly ruffly. I thought for a second that Brittany was over at Daria's house, that both of them were going over things in Quinn's room, and that any second Quinn would come in with the Fashion Club. Ah well...at least we got to see how much Brittany truly wanted to help Daria out, in her own way. Poor girl -- I'm starting to kinda even hope that Brittany DOES teach Daria something that sticks with her. And that Daria teaches something to Brittany, as well.
Jane really seemed to dig her assignment. But then again we all know how much she loves doing art, especially if it's (a.) reactionary and/or (b.) quite graphic. It's interesting how Jane seems to adapt to things more than Daria can, but that eventually this "adaptation" is found out to be just another way Jane has found to bring forth her own point of view and her own way of thinking onto the unsuspecting masses. I really had hoped that perhaps Jane WOULD get to work more with the children in the hospital, because it was not only helping her out, it was also helping the children out. I mean, there is such a thing as too much saccharine, even in a child's life. Jane's eventual banishment from the children's ward felt to me like a letdown because the children really needed someone like Jane in their lives. Ah well...guess it had to be, because of its "See Jane Run"-like elements. But then again, Daria ended up keeping up with the whole "reading to a senior" arrangement (thanks to a kind older lady who liked her voice -- you go, older lady! You've got taste!).
Oh, and one more thing...GLASSES! Our Daria probably is still uncomfortable with those contacts, so she's back to glasses. Coolness.
This episode did have some of its not so good points (but then again I'm really picky about the nursing home scenes seeing as though I've seen enough of them). But all in all it was a cool episode. It had me rolling with laughter and shaking my head. And I give it four and a half dancing, prancing, romancing ferrets.
Ciao. I'll try not to do another lengthy postie for a while, 'kay? Honest engine. Really -- (sees fingers fall off) -- ooops....
deena lissa it's hard typing with two fingers *g* "You are lost and alone, but a prisoner of your pride..." (Duran Duran 1986) Jane: Dear Daria, Lousy Traitor. Daria: Dear Jane, I know what you are, but what am I?