I like how quirky all the Darling children seem to be.
On the outside, Patrick looks like a dapper politician. In actuality, he romances transsexuals and enjoys classic Yankees boxers.
Brian is a horrible human being who happens to be a clergyman. He also enjoys over-seasoning food and threatening people with eternal damnation.
My favorite, Karen, could easily be dismissed as a self-absorbed, poor little rich girl, yet she also shows keen moments of self-awareness. Plus she likes to drink (okay, she had “a scotch…one”) and buy shoes for other people. That reminds me: Karen, I am a size 6, call me!
I think its adorable that the Twins are not just stereotypical rich brats. I love how Jeremy is so dorky about space. His bedroom and his matching Milky Way pajama bottoms kill me. He also likes the Planetarium which is refreshing because most other rich kids his age (Dylan McKay and Kelly Taylor–I’m talking to you) just like to hang outside of it and wax poetic about their tragic lives. Juliet is adorably clueless. She’s Cher Horowitz of the New Millennium, only she’s more apt to throw down on the red carpet of a flagship store.
With all that being said, I enjoyed this episode even if it was sort of a departure from the previous weeks. First of all, there was barely any Patrick, which is okay, because it would have been the whole back and forth”I need to break up with Carmelita/But I love Carmelita” storyline that he’s been saddled with since the Pilot.
There was some carryover from prior episodes, however, as Nick is still searching for his father’s killer, Jeremy is still seeing Natalie, Tripp is still suspicious of the his wife’s affair with Dutch, and poor Brian Jr. is still pretending to be a Swedish orphan.
Nick and Lisa head off to Italy so Nick can meet with an International Man of Mystery about his dad. Unfortnately for the Georges, Karen and Freddie tag along. I love how Karen unapolegetically carries a torch for Nick and has no filter when it comes to talking about their past relationship. During a quaint lunch, the quartet drinks too much and Karen gets all nostalgic about the night Nick proposed. Lisa rightly flips out and leaves with Nick. Poor Freddie, who I guess is just used to it, tells Karen that she’s a bitch. Karen’s all “I know. It’s a problem” and then she puts on her huge, Jackie Onassis glasses. Oh, Karen, don’t ever change!
Nick meets back up with IMoM Templeton and learns that Dutch contacted him to put together a dossier on Simon Elder and Tripp. Nick’s still not sure what his dad was up to or who he was even working for. Poor Nick, at least his twin brother isn’t dating his worst enemy. Speaking of which, Natalie is allegedly pregnant with Jeremy’s baby. I’ll believe that when I see a DNA test. Which brings us to Tripp and Letitia. She confesses the 40 year affair and Tripp suspects that one (or more or all) of the children could be Dutch’s. At the end of the episode, Tripp calls out Tish but we’re left hanging until next week. My money is on Brian. Or they’re all Tripp’s. I go back and forth.
Finally, Nick meets up with Blair Underwood. I mean, Simon Elder who offers him a ride in his limo. Do you ever notice that Nick is constantly being ferried around in other people’s limos? Does no one walk in New York?
Next week: The Twins hold their birthday party! Call Brent Bolthouse!
“Don’t be so financially resistant.”