When only four percent of scripted TV shows feature LGBT characters, what’s a gay girl to do? Why, strap on your gay goggles and watch TV along with us, of course! Our handy appraisal scale is better than any old letter grade. Other sites A+. We say, “What about our lezzy-lady feelings?”
You want to know what I think? Yeah, I know — I get tired of hearing what I think week after week sometimes, too. But bear with me because I’m going to post some super cute photos of Leslie Knope in a second and it’ll all be worth your time. Here’s what I think: In fifteen years, feminists are going to look back at Amy Poehler with the same kind of reverential fondness we reserve for folks like Mary Tyler Moore and Lucille Ball and Carol Burnett. I think Leslie Knope is the Lucy Ricardo of our generation: an earnest, empowered, affable, clumsy heroine onto whom we can project our hopes and fears and inside jokes about all of the difficulties and delights of being women in the 2010s.
“The Treaty” is Leslie Knope at her best, for all of the reasons I mentioned above. Sometimes it’s easy to forget how far Leslie has come in four seasons. Remember Mark Brendanawicz? And how her whole first season goal was just to get someone to fill up that pit with dirt? And now she’s running for City Council, juggling her aspirations with her relationships, and she’s doing it brilliantly. Leslie Knope is an equally fearsome and hilarious sight to behold. “The Treaty” is a little bit more heavy-handed with the metaphors than a normal P&R script, but there really isn’t a better place than the Model UN for Leslie and Ben to hash out what it means to “push pause” and “tread water” and not start a war over their new relationship autonomy.
FEELINGS, FEELINGS, FEELINGS!
P&R is the best show on TV at finding the balance between peculiarity and pathos. Like last night. Just when you’re thinking about bursting into tears because Ben tersely lays the truth bare — “You can’t just chop up the aspects of a relationship into discrete parts and select the ones you want, like a buffet! It’s selfish!” — Leslie rushes to the microphone, hijacks a high school political science game, and declares war on Ben. “The only thing I will be waving is your decapitated head on a stick in front of your weeping mother.” The only thing more priceless than that line is Andy’s reaction face.
April had one of my favorite subplots of the season so far: She refused to participate in Model UN unless she could be ambassador of the moon. “Moon or nothing, man!” And boy, did she utilize the full power of that dominion!
Leslie: Who’s ready to join the coalition of the willing?
April: The moon shall join your coalition!
Leslie: Yeah! We’ve got the freaking moon! What you gonna do without the tides, Peru?
And, of course:
Leslie: I hate it here; I can’t wait to graduate.
April: Yeah, but summer’s going to totally kick ass.
POEHLER PUPPET PALS
My favorite Poehler moment of the night has got to be:
What did you think of “The Treaty”?