Because gay couples on television usually have to exist as a Very Special Thing. It’s exactly the fact that David and Patrick have never shied away from the casual intimacy that peppers every day of a romantic relationships – that it’s never been note-worthy that they so often kiss and touch and gaze because why should it be – that makes it so special. This week, the journey we’re celebrating is that of the depiction of same-sex couples on sitcoms, having finally arrived at the point of ordinary. But that doesn’t mean I can’t demand that we all take a moment to celebrate them anyway. I realize David and Patrick’s little touches and kisses throughout this episode aren’t indicative of their growth or development – they’ve always been like this, god bless us, everyone. Although, luckily, she convinces Alexis to get some language clarification, which finally leads to Alexis realizing what’s really up. And Jocelyn’s about to hand over her social security number. We are ascending not depending!”) and too-fun-to-draw-suspicion call and responses (“Where are we going?” “Up!” “And what’re we leaving behind? “Everything and everyone!”) that it’s not really all that surprising that basically everyone is onboard by the end. Tristophe – I mean Citrus – is so convincing as he shouts near-nonsense platitudes (“Alright, my Elevators. Because Eugene plays nervous, bumbling Johnny to absolute perfection, and this is a beautiful showcase of that.īut Leadership is so thrilled with Alexis’ hard work and Citrus has come all the way from the East Coast ring and is really cute so they ignore the warning signs (and stains on the mandatory workout uniforms) and get to elevating! The class is reminiscent of Spirit Cycle in Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt in its flawless depiction of the cult-like flavor of certain fitness trends. But whatever it took to get Johnny into that room with Patrick, I’m glad it happened. Maybe Chris Elliott has it in his contract that he appears in every episode this final season, because truly there’s no real need for him to be in this one. It was a little strange to me that Roland had to put the idea into Johnny’s head, and even push him a little to actually have the chat. And thanks to Roland peaking into Johnny’s son’s bedroom in a not at all creepy way, Johnny not only knows that, but is convinced to have the ol’ father and son-in-law chat.
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Speaking of the precious two men in their lives, thanks to Patrick having to vacate his house after David convinced him to install a fancy Japanese toilet – so fancy it requires an entire wall to be removed (IT WAS IN THE EMAIL, PATRICK) – and Moira having stolen David away for wine tasting, Patrick’s left all alone at the motel. But when Herb leaves them to grab the coffee grinds and cheese board – to bring out the tomato notes, I guess? – Moira and David do their best to figure out a way to make this promotional opportunity work, hoping two (or three) wine wrongs might make a right. Of course, Moira still can’t pronounce Ertlinger unless David has just whispered it to her, and of course the wine is still terrible – although, honestly, amoxicillin is a better flavor than I’d expect from a strawberry peach rosé. And this one in particular was doubly-great, because it provided both hilarity (so, so many great reaction faces from both Catherine and Dan, holy moly) and solid mother-son bonding.
Not only did we get drunk Moira again, we got a Moira-David storyline, which is always a treat. And while Moira Rosé sadly won’t actually be coming to frui(t-wine)ition, Herb’s (or is it Erb?) return brought plenty of good stuff with it. So I was extremely psyched to learn the great fruit vintner would be returning, and with a Moira-based vintage, no less. Moira’s train wreck Herb Ertlinger commercial in the middle of Season 1 was probably one of the first times I fully realized how hilarious this show could be and how hard I was going to love it.
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