Weeds recap: The Head Cheese
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- August
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If this was The Sopranos, Captain Till would have emptied a clip in Nancy’s face under that pretty trellis without saying a word.
But he’s not Silvio and she’s sure no Andrianna. In Ren Mar, unlike north Jersey, snitching apparently is not a capital offense.
I’ve said it before, and we’ve seen it again, there are few consequences in Nancy Botwin’s life. So she can turn to her old friend at the DEA to assuage the guilt she feels for running a front for a gun-smuggling and human trafficking operation. And you know what? It’ll probably work.
She’ll eliminate Guillermo as the ever-present threat he is to her and her family’s safety, and she’ll live to tell the tale just as surely as she survived U-Turn, her secret husband and every other pinch she’s gotten into. Esteban may know what she’s done—the previews hinted that Cesar is still lobbying Esteban against her—but I doubt she’ll put much of a crimp in his operation or earn herself a one-way trip to the Pine Barrens, as it were.
Things are winding down on this abbreviated season, and we know where things are headed. Nancy’s going to assert her conscience and possibly her independence. Silas is back in the family business and looking for mom’s support in establishing a new operation, the likes of which they left behind in Majestic. Shane’s up to his ears in hypersexual schoolmates, which is probably a lot like his Uncle Andy’s adolescence. And Doug is losing his Mermex whether he knows it or not.
I love that storyline second best. Doug can’t help but be Doug. He’s crass, unethical and self-centered. He’s dug himself a hole in life and he keeps on digging. Maria, though, notices Andy is most everything Doug isn’t, and that makes for a love triangle that can’t end well.
Erin over at TVSquad made the Arrested Development comparison I’m kicking myself for missing. This is just like Michael’s crush on Marta, in spite of his hermano.
The story I’m loving best is Celia’s. She’s everything that’s great about this show, sometimes. She’s in cushy rehab with a feisty Bob Odenkirk, who smuggled—uncomfortably, from the sound of it—his own stash into treatment.
It looked like significant plot turn when he blamed his dalliance on her, but they let that go quickly and opted for the no-insurance twist. From the nurturing setting of other suburbanite snorters, Celia went to a virtual crack den of a 12-step meeting where her attitude ain’t gonna fly. Who was scarier, the crackhead or the group leader?
Silas and Lisa are serving up hoagies full of green stuff that isn’t lettuce. I can’t watch these two anymore. Their romantic connection has been dragged out too long, and now the cheese shop is swarming with potheads dropping Benjamins like it’s nothing and there’s not a cop in sight. I don’t care if you’ve got Limburger on special, the scent of those hoagies is going to attract the wrong kind of attention.
Oh yeah, and Shane is doing exactly what I expected him to do. He’s going with what’s working for him. The idea of him and Isabelle having a tryst with the goth girls is pretty weird, but it’s not really out of character. Despite being gay, Isabelle seems to have a crush on Shane. Maybe I’m wrong.
Two episodes to go, for better or for worse. Then it’s the hiatus until Season 5. I wonder if they’ve rebuilt in Majestic by now?
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