The L Word recap: Life, Loss, Leaving
(Season 2 premiere)
Original airdate: 20 Feb 2005
THIS
WEEK'S L WORD VOCABULARY:
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Funny: Attempted suicide. No, I
don't really mean that, but as a method of writing
a character out of the show, it has its moments.
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Tiresome: The phase that follows
"toxic," apparently.
-
Knitter: What Alice so isn't. Well,
depending on the context.
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Evanesce: What we all wish Jenny
would do.
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S words: Better than L words. At
least the S words that start with "strap"
and end with "on."
THIS
WEEK'S GUEST-BIANS: Arianna Huffington takes
up space; Kelly Lynch gives Kit a key and then closes
the door; Anne Ramsay continues to throw herself in
front of the speeding Jenny train.
The
lead-in — Did you watch the *look*
*wait* black-and-white stylish montage thingie? I
did, and I saw Bette nod to me to indicate that I'm
the one she really wants. You didn't see that?
The Previously — Whoa. They
just totally crammed the whole first season into a
few minutes. It was like my life was flashing before
my eyes, except it was a lot less disconcerting because
I wasn't actually involved in any of it. Or maybe
that's more disconcerting, considering how
much time I've spent with these characters.
Disbelief
— Tina has an appointment. With her
ob/gyn. Because she's pregnant. Again. Meanwhile,
Bette and Candace are kissing, or perhaps trying to
suck out each other's souls; it's hard to tell. I'm
in complete agreement with Tina, who can't believe
this is happening — because I thought we did
all of this last season.
But
Tina wants "this," meaning the baby, more
than ever, and she wants to keep the pregnancy a secret
for a while, even though she's big as a house (and
you're quite sexy, Laurel — thank you for showing
your belly). She can cover it with trenchcoats, just
like Scully did. Nobody will notice. Never mind that
her face looks entirely different, and I
mean that in a good way.
Speaking
of entirely different, the little caption at the beginning
said "Los Angeles, Present Day," but which
day is that, exactly? Tina's pregnant, like a lot
pregnant, and so how long have Bette and Candace been
inhaling each other? Let's just say a while. A good
damn long while. And why didn't I get to see any of
that damn goodness?
Never
mind: I kinda ache for Tina, sitting alone in that
exam room.
The
new theme song —
What? No boop-de-boop? Instead we get some group that
probably can't even get an audience at the Michigan
fest. Okay, that was too harsh, because I know Betty
is kinda cool, but what the hell? This is like a bad
'80s music video, except without the random fire,
big hair, and droopy lace. The only good thing about
it is Alice on a motorcycle, and damn is
that a good thing.
