I’ve never been the kind of person who’s terribly interested in meeting celebrities. But if I were to, say, run into Kelly Monaco in the supermarket one day, I don’t think I’d be able to restrain myself from telling her, “I’m so sorry.”
I’m so sorry that your character basically exists to be violated in order to give Steve Burton an Emmy reel. I’m so sorry that for years I imagined it was just Bob Guza jerking off to the thought of you being roughed up, but now I realize it must be everyone you work for, because this shit just never ends. And I’m so sorry for being part of the problem because I still watch this effing show despite it consistently turning my stomach.
So, um, the “Rape? Or not rape?!” story. I’M NOT LOVING IT. Could you tell?
Fortunately (or unfortunately? I can’t even tell anymore), as they so often do on this show, the actors are making an effort to rise above the soul-crushing material they’ve been handed. She and Steve Burton killed it yesterday. Props to them for doing their best with this mess. But lord is it ever a mess.
Let’s see: Woman used and tortured for the sole purpose of causing a man emotional pain? Check. Sexual violence played for maximum titillation, complete with torture porn/Saw rip-off set up? Check. “Was she/wasn’t she?” rape mystery set up to drag on until we all want to shoot ourselves? (No doubt with a bonus “who’s the daddy?” baby mystery to top it all off?) Check and check.
But don’t worry, y’all! Even after being violated for the umpteenth time by one of his endless enemies, Sam still feels safe with Jason! And he’s really, really going to kill Franco this time! (I mean, he wasn’t actually trying that hard before, but now he’s motivated.)
So glad Sam could provide that for him! And I’m so glad that Jason will get revenge for this terrible wrong done to him. That just makes it all worth while.