Poor Lucas Jones. For years, he was the token gay of Port Charles — which is a heavy burden for a character who wasn’t even on screen for most of that time. And even with Felix and Brad on the show for over a year now, it’s still been up to Lucas to really bring sexy back.
MISSION ACCOMPLISHED, BTW
It’s also apparently up to Lucas to handle the standard disapproving parent coming out plot — since that aspect of Felix’s back story seems to have been dropped along with Taylor’s original actress. But let’s just say he did it justice:
I thought that would be a relief for [Tony] to know it wasn’t his blood that made me turn out to be gay. Instead, he accepted me as soon as I came out. You know what he told me as he was dying? That he was proud of me. And that I shouldn’t let anyone — anyone! — disrespect me or make me feel bad about myself and less of a man for being gay. He loved me. He accepted me. That’s what a real father does! I don’t care about blood or DNA. You are not my father.
SO MUCH TONY JONES LOVE, Y’ALL. I adored this entire speech, including the beginning, where he neatly punctured Julian’s stereotypes about sports and just needing a strong masculine role model.
(Also, if you’re in the mood for a good cry, go rewatch Tony’s death scenes. Then punch yourself because you still have half a post to write and now you’re bawling too hard to see the screen.)
So, yes: Lucas standing up for himself with confidence, accepting no bullshit, and defining real fatherhood in no uncertain terms was all super good for me. As was this bit:
JULIAN: I am just–I’m having a little trouble with this is all.
LUCAS: Well, that’s okay. Because I have trouble with who you are.
LUCAS: You’re a mobster.
JULIAN: Oh, come on now. That’s not even the same thing as being gay.
LUCAS: Well, I’m glad that we can agree on that. I was born this way — you chose to be a mobster! You chose to kill people, to racketeer, to steal and whatever else it is that you do. You honestly think that’s better than being gay?
I might or may not have started slow clapping at Julian’s gobsmacked reaction to that handy bit of truth.
Also — and not to get too personal, but — as someone who’s been on Lucas’ side of this conversation with one parent who responded as perfectly as Tony and another who was a bit more thrown, I really appreciated the realism of a less than perfect reaction that didn’t descend into full blown, cartoonish homophobia. You don’t have to be a card carrying member of the Westboro Baptist Church to have some ignorant ideas and need an adjustment period.
So I have high hopes for Julian shaping up once he’s had a little time to get used to it. And (hopefully) once he’s had his prejudices challenged some more by Alexis.
(In case you were wondering, the squeal I let out when he admit he needed her was, in fact, supersonic. As was my level of delight at the way they were looking at each other at the Metro Court the other day. I’m still trying not to get my hopes up too high, but… three interactions in the space of a week is a good sign, right?)
In other news, Friday’s parent/child themed episode was so all around entertaining — I even enjoyed Morgan, people. MORGAN — that I actually found myself mentally high-fiving Kiki for the brief moment when she was calling out Ava on her self-absorption. But let’s be clear: KIKI IS STILL ABSOLUTELY TERRIBLE.
Like, I don’t know if a single screen cap can adequately convey the full obnoxiousness of the faces she made while both Dante and Michael confronted her with her actions, but if you can look at the picture below and not want to slap the self-righteous indignation right off of her… you are a much better person than I:
MICHAEL: Franco was texting you from inside my apartment as a diversion so he could escape. And then here you are helping him escape again.
KIKI: [in literally the snottiest voice imaginable] I told you I was sorry.
MICHAEL: Yeah, no, I’m sorry, too. I’m sorry that you chose to care more about supporting Franco than my mother’s life. I’m sorry that you turned your back on me when I needed you the most!
As a friend pointed out, the only thing not incredibly satisfying about about Michael yelling at her is the sure knowledge that he’ll eventually end up apologizing when her instincts are proven correct. Even though she still abused his trust, betrayed and lied to him, and broke the law to aid a serial killer she barely knows based on zero evidence other than his sad puppy dog eyes. Ugh.
Shut up, Kiki. Shut up, Kiki’s stupid offended face.