Please, when will Dominic Treadwell-Collins open his eyes and realise that the viewing public absolutely abhor Tina and Sonia, separately, and deplore them together? These two characters should be shown the axe.
Not bad, but not great by any means. It's amazing what a bit of folk pop psychology can do when the recipient of such advice receives it thus from a fabled wise old woman. It says a lot for this episode that the most nuanced character to appear is, creepily, Jane the Queen.
This is the staple of EastEnders at them moment - when it's good, it's very, very good. When it's not good, it's mediocre, and I suppose that's an improvement on being bad.
Saint Sonia the Sulker.
I thought Martin was fronting Ian's fruit and veg stall. Ian surely can't be paying him minimum wage or charging him the earth to sleep in Cindy's room. (Where's Cindy sleeping?) Still, he was down to his last £11.50, which he handed over to Rebecca - sorry, Becs - with which to buy her putrid mother a birthday gift.
That's called putting your child first. He gave her his last bit of cash in order to buy her selfish, manipulative, emotionally blackmailing mother a birthday gift.
Rebecca is still a kid. She's bound to want structure, and for her, this means her parents putting their differences aside for a family birthday. Barring that, it means sharing the birthday with her mother. She's clearly not ready for Sonia's brilliant love affair with Tina, and this has nothing to do with homophobia, but everything to do with a new partner. So, of course, she puts on a brave face for the facile cheating bitch, and cries her eyes out with her father.
Sonia never stopped to think what such a massive change would mean for her child. So much for Carol's pithy advice of how as soon as Rebecca saw Sonia was happy, she'd come around. I expect Rebecca is wary of seeing that dimwit Tina making inane remarks around the breakfast table on the nights she stays over. Besides, anyone with any modicum of common sense wouldn't want anyone of Tina's ilk - feckless, lying, cheating, rude, irresponsible - around any young person. She openly admits she's a bad mother, and she'd only be an adverse influence on Rebecca. She already is on the great dumbass that is Sonia.
Sonia's selfishness is inherited from the Branning side of her family. The first night that Martin told Rebecca that he and her mother were splitting, and she returned in tears to Carol's house, Sonia blithely spent the night with Tina, when she should have been comforting and reassuring her child.
Worse now, she takes the most intimate part of her marriage to Martin and flings it publically into the streets of Walford. Not only does she impugn his character, she whines about how she spent the last birthday, crying in the bathroom because he wouldn't have sex with her. Well, Sonia, when you criticise someone because of habits he has which you find disgusting to your refined, delicate taste, when you allow a stranger to belittle and badmouth him directly over the telephone, what the hell do you expect?
So Sonia doesn't care, really, with whom she is, as long as they give her sex. When she finds out what a clueless, dipshit, amoral, puerile dimwit for whom she's given up Martin, will she care as long as she get sex? Is she another in a long line of wannabe victims who confuses sex with affection? I seem to remember Martin wanting to go the extra mile after she'd collapsed and work at the marriage, only for her to refuse.
I think she's a creepy, hypocritical accomplice to a murder, but Jane was spot on to hand Sonia her arse tonight. In the space of a year, Martin's lost everything - his home, his family, his business. He's now living in a room provided by his cousin and working for that cousin in a business he once owned. She was right to point out to that loathsome, sefl-righteous bitch that it was Martin's last £11.50 that bought Sonia's birthday present from Rebecca. Yes, Martin put his child first, and Sonia expected her to acquiesce to Sonia's new existence, with no thought of how this was affecting Rebecca.
Martin was right to answer Sonia's pithy apology, after having had her arse handed to her, with the news that he was filing for divorce, on the grounds of Sonia's adultery, which is exactly what she's done.
Go on, Sonia ... fly away home - and take the Court Jester with you.
The IcePsycho Princess.
(Here's another one phoning in her performance and resting on her laurels of being a favourite with the EP. Axe, please.)
Here's a question to ponder? Why does everyone always ask Phil Mitchell to kill someone, when Phil Mitchell hasn't ever intentionally killed anyone in his life? Phil Mitchell is not a killer. He couldn't kill Archie Mitchell when Peggy, insanely, asked him to do so. That's one trait Phil doesn't possess. He can go so far, but he cannot kill someone. He can entice and inveigle someone else to do so, perhaps on his behalf (Dennis Rickman killing Jack Dalton), but Phil can't do the deed, himself.
Ronnie can, however.
I get the strange impression that Ronnie would like Phil to get caught on a murder charge and sent down. She's left too much evidence of her own crimes - A bag and Carl's phone with Carl's DNA all over it, a gun - at Phil's house, all the time whilst she's run away, for something not to be heaped on Phil's head.
So she wants Phil to get rid of Vincent.
Really?
Vincent is obviously getting on her nerves. She wants to be out of hospital and home where she can scare the living shit out of Roxy whilst playing both her and Charlie. Ronnie and Roxy are what Babe and Syvie were and Babe and Sylvie are what Ronnie and Roxy will become in thirty years. Mark me.
Ronnie can stand up.
Rejoice!
That means she'll soon be home - getting what she always wants. She always gets what she wants, she tells Vincent. Well, maybe, but karma is going to hit her arse soon, because this can't go on. She thinks that because she's managed to kill one man and get away with it, she's infallible. She thinks she triumphed against Nick, but that was down to Dot and the dynamic which existed between him and his mother and nothing to do with Ronnie.
These are the delusions of grandeur of a psychopath.
I have a hard time reconciling Ronnie being attracted to a Mr Bling-type like the diamond-studded Vincent TMN ...
She's got bigger fish to fry, and she is so playing both Charlie and Roxy. Roxy fears for the future, she fears for Charlie. Why? Because Roxy knows exactly of what Ronnie is capable, and she also knows, even as she cuddled with her sisTAH, that her life, should Ronnie triumph, be indelibly in thrall to Ronnie's hopes and desires. Roxy would be the Sylvie to Ronnie's Babe.
There's something I'm wondering, after the visit to Dot by Charlie and "Miss Ritchie", as Dot called her. Ritchie revealed that there had been a hostile witness who stepped forward. Charlie told Ronnie that it was the drug dealer who said he heard Dot say she wanted Nick dead. It was after that that Ronnie phoned Phil and wanted him to "off" someone - presumably, Vincent, and I'm wondering if Vincent were the dealer who sold the stuff to Dot.
As Richard Blackwood said, Vincent is many things to many people - to me I can't stop seeing Blackwood as anything other than Donkey in SHREK ...
How ominous is that?
Kim Fox and Yet Another Wise Woman of Walford. All it took was a few words from a wise old woman for Kat to put everything that's ever troubled her since her child abuse and rape by Harry and grasp the future by the horns.
She caused the problem, and she solved it, and lived to pat herself on the back afterwards.
Kat the Counsellor, available on the Market for unsolicited advice and counselling. I'll bet Pam, lurking dialogue-less in the background, had her nose knocked out of joint.
Where did Shirley get her roll of money? The bailiffs show up at the Fox's front door and Shirley rips out the funds to buy them off. That's a nice one for her friend Denise, especially since Shirley is living there, but I thought the place belonged to Kim. I'm certain she bought Patrick out with the money she received in settlement from her ex- and set up the bed and breakfast - Kimberly's Palace? Remember? There was no mortgage. So now, there is a mortgage, in Patrick's and in Denise's names (and how could Patrick, a pensioner, afford such a thing?) and the bailiffs are knocking at the door. Tonight's cause was the electricity bill.
I was under the impression that a utility like the electricty company would offer a client in arrears the opportunity to pay off his debt through a metered card or key facility. Sending in the bailiffs is the absolute last resort.
So Shirley saves Denise's bacon, and Kat, after warning Kim that Vincent was looking for her and Pearl, encourages Kim to stand up to Vincent and even provides the name of a policeman and a number to consult. That was definitely foreshadowing of some sort in the future, especially when Kim returned home,Donkey Vincent was waiting for her.
(You will never see Vincent as ominous again. By the way, spot Neil McDermott in that video).
The Two-Faced Trifle.
Well, Joan Crawford is hardly Babe.
If Sonia was bad tonight, Shirley bordered on being worse. Her saving grace was rescuing Denise from the bailiffs, but she did herself no favours with her performance in the Vic.
Babe, or rather Ronnie in Thirty Years, gave a masterclass in playing one side against the other. Sympathise with Shirley Queen of Scrotes and Buster Bloodvessel about how unjustly the public are treating Dean (and they seemed to be having no luck dunning those vouchers), then sympathise with Mick about Shirley's antics, then return to Shirley and lie about how Mick and Linda are trash-mouthing Dean.
Linda looked ten shades of tired tonight, and Mick looked worse, but credit to Linda for seeing through Babe's game. Babe's encouraging Mick to buy Shirley out, offering to loan him the money on the offshoot that she can come in and be a partner in the Vic. Linda put paid to that. Her line to Mick about how his family had ripped apart what they originally had was classic, and she was right not to want any more interference.
Of course, Babe's lie to Shirley got just the reaction she wanted. Shirley barges into the Vic and literally calls Linda a liar right to her face. When Linda and Mick try to kick her out, they're met with the ubiquitous ~It's my pub too ~ rationale. Yeah, Shirley one per cent of it is your pub. I don't see why Mick can't get his hands on 10 grand to buy her out of her share. A bank or building society would surely loan him that much, even if he couldn't take it from the proceeds of business. Equally as scroteworthy was her demanding and getting her share of the takings. That should have been one per cent.
As ever, the rape storyline has become all about Dean, Shirley and Mick.
Remember when a wheezy Phil got the better of Connor? Well, and even wheezier Bloodvessel managed to chase down, catch and frighten the hoodie who threw theh brick through the window.
I dislike Babe, but I find her fascinating to watch in her psychopathic manipulations - she clearly wants Mick's family as her own and control of that as opposed to Shirley (and Babe owns her house? I thought it was council; I guess the income for the mortgage came from her drug-dealing) - but I dislike Buster even more, and I'm not sympathetic at all to what he did to Babe with the trifle.
One good scrote deserves another.
Not bad, but not great by any means. It's amazing what a bit of folk pop psychology can do when the recipient of such advice receives it thus from a fabled wise old woman. It says a lot for this episode that the most nuanced character to appear is, creepily, Jane the Queen.
This is the staple of EastEnders at them moment - when it's good, it's very, very good. When it's not good, it's mediocre, and I suppose that's an improvement on being bad.
Saint Sonia the Sulker.
I thought Martin was fronting Ian's fruit and veg stall. Ian surely can't be paying him minimum wage or charging him the earth to sleep in Cindy's room. (Where's Cindy sleeping?) Still, he was down to his last £11.50, which he handed over to Rebecca - sorry, Becs - with which to buy her putrid mother a birthday gift.
That's called putting your child first. He gave her his last bit of cash in order to buy her selfish, manipulative, emotionally blackmailing mother a birthday gift.
Rebecca is still a kid. She's bound to want structure, and for her, this means her parents putting their differences aside for a family birthday. Barring that, it means sharing the birthday with her mother. She's clearly not ready for Sonia's brilliant love affair with Tina, and this has nothing to do with homophobia, but everything to do with a new partner. So, of course, she puts on a brave face for the facile cheating bitch, and cries her eyes out with her father.
Sonia never stopped to think what such a massive change would mean for her child. So much for Carol's pithy advice of how as soon as Rebecca saw Sonia was happy, she'd come around. I expect Rebecca is wary of seeing that dimwit Tina making inane remarks around the breakfast table on the nights she stays over. Besides, anyone with any modicum of common sense wouldn't want anyone of Tina's ilk - feckless, lying, cheating, rude, irresponsible - around any young person. She openly admits she's a bad mother, and she'd only be an adverse influence on Rebecca. She already is on the great dumbass that is Sonia.
Sonia's selfishness is inherited from the Branning side of her family. The first night that Martin told Rebecca that he and her mother were splitting, and she returned in tears to Carol's house, Sonia blithely spent the night with Tina, when she should have been comforting and reassuring her child.
Worse now, she takes the most intimate part of her marriage to Martin and flings it publically into the streets of Walford. Not only does she impugn his character, she whines about how she spent the last birthday, crying in the bathroom because he wouldn't have sex with her. Well, Sonia, when you criticise someone because of habits he has which you find disgusting to your refined, delicate taste, when you allow a stranger to belittle and badmouth him directly over the telephone, what the hell do you expect?
So Sonia doesn't care, really, with whom she is, as long as they give her sex. When she finds out what a clueless, dipshit, amoral, puerile dimwit for whom she's given up Martin, will she care as long as she get sex? Is she another in a long line of wannabe victims who confuses sex with affection? I seem to remember Martin wanting to go the extra mile after she'd collapsed and work at the marriage, only for her to refuse.
I think she's a creepy, hypocritical accomplice to a murder, but Jane was spot on to hand Sonia her arse tonight. In the space of a year, Martin's lost everything - his home, his family, his business. He's now living in a room provided by his cousin and working for that cousin in a business he once owned. She was right to point out to that loathsome, sefl-righteous bitch that it was Martin's last £11.50 that bought Sonia's birthday present from Rebecca. Yes, Martin put his child first, and Sonia expected her to acquiesce to Sonia's new existence, with no thought of how this was affecting Rebecca.
Martin was right to answer Sonia's pithy apology, after having had her arse handed to her, with the news that he was filing for divorce, on the grounds of Sonia's adultery, which is exactly what she's done.
Go on, Sonia ... fly away home - and take the Court Jester with you.
The Ice
(Here's another one phoning in her performance and resting on her laurels of being a favourite with the EP. Axe, please.)
Here's a question to ponder? Why does everyone always ask Phil Mitchell to kill someone, when Phil Mitchell hasn't ever intentionally killed anyone in his life? Phil Mitchell is not a killer. He couldn't kill Archie Mitchell when Peggy, insanely, asked him to do so. That's one trait Phil doesn't possess. He can go so far, but he cannot kill someone. He can entice and inveigle someone else to do so, perhaps on his behalf (Dennis Rickman killing Jack Dalton), but Phil can't do the deed, himself.
Ronnie can, however.
I get the strange impression that Ronnie would like Phil to get caught on a murder charge and sent down. She's left too much evidence of her own crimes - A bag and Carl's phone with Carl's DNA all over it, a gun - at Phil's house, all the time whilst she's run away, for something not to be heaped on Phil's head.
So she wants Phil to get rid of Vincent.
Really?
Vincent is obviously getting on her nerves. She wants to be out of hospital and home where she can scare the living shit out of Roxy whilst playing both her and Charlie. Ronnie and Roxy are what Babe and Syvie were and Babe and Sylvie are what Ronnie and Roxy will become in thirty years. Mark me.
Ronnie can stand up.
Rejoice!
That means she'll soon be home - getting what she always wants. She always gets what she wants, she tells Vincent. Well, maybe, but karma is going to hit her arse soon, because this can't go on. She thinks that because she's managed to kill one man and get away with it, she's infallible. She thinks she triumphed against Nick, but that was down to Dot and the dynamic which existed between him and his mother and nothing to do with Ronnie.
These are the delusions of grandeur of a psychopath.
I have a hard time reconciling Ronnie being attracted to a Mr Bling-type like the diamond-studded Vincent TMN ...
She's got bigger fish to fry, and she is so playing both Charlie and Roxy. Roxy fears for the future, she fears for Charlie. Why? Because Roxy knows exactly of what Ronnie is capable, and she also knows, even as she cuddled with her sisTAH, that her life, should Ronnie triumph, be indelibly in thrall to Ronnie's hopes and desires. Roxy would be the Sylvie to Ronnie's Babe.
There's something I'm wondering, after the visit to Dot by Charlie and "Miss Ritchie", as Dot called her. Ritchie revealed that there had been a hostile witness who stepped forward. Charlie told Ronnie that it was the drug dealer who said he heard Dot say she wanted Nick dead. It was after that that Ronnie phoned Phil and wanted him to "off" someone - presumably, Vincent, and I'm wondering if Vincent were the dealer who sold the stuff to Dot.
As Richard Blackwood said, Vincent is many things to many people - to me I can't stop seeing Blackwood as anything other than Donkey in SHREK ...
How ominous is that?
Kim Fox and Yet Another Wise Woman of Walford. All it took was a few words from a wise old woman for Kat to put everything that's ever troubled her since her child abuse and rape by Harry and grasp the future by the horns.
She caused the problem, and she solved it, and lived to pat herself on the back afterwards.
Kat the Counsellor, available on the Market for unsolicited advice and counselling. I'll bet Pam, lurking dialogue-less in the background, had her nose knocked out of joint.
Where did Shirley get her roll of money? The bailiffs show up at the Fox's front door and Shirley rips out the funds to buy them off. That's a nice one for her friend Denise, especially since Shirley is living there, but I thought the place belonged to Kim. I'm certain she bought Patrick out with the money she received in settlement from her ex- and set up the bed and breakfast - Kimberly's Palace? Remember? There was no mortgage. So now, there is a mortgage, in Patrick's and in Denise's names (and how could Patrick, a pensioner, afford such a thing?) and the bailiffs are knocking at the door. Tonight's cause was the electricity bill.
I was under the impression that a utility like the electricty company would offer a client in arrears the opportunity to pay off his debt through a metered card or key facility. Sending in the bailiffs is the absolute last resort.
So Shirley saves Denise's bacon, and Kat, after warning Kim that Vincent was looking for her and Pearl, encourages Kim to stand up to Vincent and even provides the name of a policeman and a number to consult. That was definitely foreshadowing of some sort in the future, especially when Kim returned home,
(You will never see Vincent as ominous again. By the way, spot Neil McDermott in that video).
The Two-Faced Trifle.
Well, Joan Crawford is hardly Babe.
If Sonia was bad tonight, Shirley bordered on being worse. Her saving grace was rescuing Denise from the bailiffs, but she did herself no favours with her performance in the Vic.
Babe, or rather Ronnie in Thirty Years, gave a masterclass in playing one side against the other. Sympathise with Shirley Queen of Scrotes and Buster Bloodvessel about how unjustly the public are treating Dean (and they seemed to be having no luck dunning those vouchers), then sympathise with Mick about Shirley's antics, then return to Shirley and lie about how Mick and Linda are trash-mouthing Dean.
Linda looked ten shades of tired tonight, and Mick looked worse, but credit to Linda for seeing through Babe's game. Babe's encouraging Mick to buy Shirley out, offering to loan him the money on the offshoot that she can come in and be a partner in the Vic. Linda put paid to that. Her line to Mick about how his family had ripped apart what they originally had was classic, and she was right not to want any more interference.
Of course, Babe's lie to Shirley got just the reaction she wanted. Shirley barges into the Vic and literally calls Linda a liar right to her face. When Linda and Mick try to kick her out, they're met with the ubiquitous ~It's my pub too ~ rationale. Yeah, Shirley one per cent of it is your pub. I don't see why Mick can't get his hands on 10 grand to buy her out of her share. A bank or building society would surely loan him that much, even if he couldn't take it from the proceeds of business. Equally as scroteworthy was her demanding and getting her share of the takings. That should have been one per cent.
As ever, the rape storyline has become all about Dean, Shirley and Mick.
Remember when a wheezy Phil got the better of Connor? Well, and even wheezier Bloodvessel managed to chase down, catch and frighten the hoodie who threw theh brick through the window.
I dislike Babe, but I find her fascinating to watch in her psychopathic manipulations - she clearly wants Mick's family as her own and control of that as opposed to Shirley (and Babe owns her house? I thought it was council; I guess the income for the mortgage came from her drug-dealing) - but I dislike Buster even more, and I'm not sympathetic at all to what he did to Babe with the trifle.
One good scrote deserves another.
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