Monday, April 20, 2009

Dear Desperate Housewives,

Once in a season is more than enough. Twice is just a ridiculous waste of my time.

Of course, I'm referring to the stupid flashback vignettes format, used last night to memorialize Edie Brit. The most obvious and annoying thing to be drawn from it's use again, after having been used to shoe-horn in the handyman, was that it tarnishes Edie's "one of a kind" standing, by coupling her with some one-off character of the week. It also forces me to remember the utter crap-titude of making her so desperate as to have sex with him.

Killing off the neighborhood trouble-maker was bad enough, as the rest of these girls have been bland all season, but to remember her in this way was just plain dumb. Several of the stories seemed totally out of character, such as the Bree & Gabby ones, and the Mrs. McCluskey story was just tear-jerking sappy crap. And while Nicollette Sheridan deftly acted her way through the many landmines built into this clunker of an episode, even this saucy swan laid an egg on that scene.

All in all, it seemed like a very disrespectful way to send off both the actress and the character. She was cut for reasons relating to the financial climate in Hollywood more than for story-driven purposes. That alone is understandable, but the manner of death was just insulting. The horrible, uncharacteristically sweet voice-over aside, Edie deserved to at least have her death mean something in the grand scheme of this horrible Dave Williams arc. Hell, it might have finally made it more interesting to start. But the fact is, this was a bad way to bid farewell to the actress who stepped it up big time when Desperate Housewives needed a pinch hitter. Bree was sidelined with baby for a long time, and by far the most interesting developments that whole season involved Edie's relationship with Carlos, and the lengths she'd go to so he'd stay. This was epitomized by her faux-hanging, which truthfully was still a better death than this.

Wrong as it may be, though, it's set in stone (or ashes) now. Just know, Marc Cherry, that this does nothing to make me like Katherine any better, and she will never be the fifth housewife in my mind.

Spitefully,

Patrick James

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