Episode Report Card Demian: B- | 7 USERS: B+ YOU GRADE IT Forever CANCELLED!
By Demian | Season 8 | Episode 22 | Aired on 2006.05.21
...the sun-drenched and lace-curtained windows of the Manor's front boudoir. Piper and the Dolt, visibly puzzled, glance around briefly before Piper eyebrows, "This isn't right." By the way, this bit is shot so that the frame's cutting off Piper's lower body at her waist, the better to disguise the fact that Holly Marie Combs is, by now, one hundred and thirty-seven months pregnant. In any event, forest noises assault their ears at this moment, and Piper swivels her head around to find a "younger" version of her father canoodling in the boudoir's bed with her mother. Piper, understandably sickened and repulsed, clutches her nonexistent pearls and gags, "Oh, my God!" Patty, startled by this, snaps her head up and hisses, "Demons!" before flinging out a freeze that affects only the Dolt. I'm going to assume this means that Stoop's special method of time transport allows Piper not to lose her powers in the past, because this is the Last! Episode! Ever! and I don't feel like launching myself into a rant about the stupid fucking lack of continuity on this stupid fucking show now that it's been CANCELLED! and I am thirty-five minutes and forty-two seconds away from freedom. FREEDOM! "Why didn't she freeze?" Victor wonders. By the way, they've slapped a dark brown wig on James Read's head for these scenes in the past, but somehow neglected to address the matter of that thicket of grey hair sprouting from his pasty chest. God, I hate this show. They're also filming these scenes with the sort of soft-focus lens previously used only on La Milano when the latter was suffering through particularly dreadful patches of skeletal emaciation, but there's no masking the fact that James Read is fifty-three and Finola Hughes is forty-six, and they both look every single damn day of it. Whatever. CANCELLED! In response to Victor's question, Patty stutters out a confused and panicky "I don't know" before Piper cuts through the crap with a "Probably because I'm your daughter!" that's positively dripping with disgust at the fact that these ancient relics are naked in bed with each other. Ew. Victor and TEETH! gape and goggle and such while Piper flaps a grossed-out hand around in the air before eventually using it to cover her eyes. Heh.