Episode Report Card Demian: D+ | Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Shannen sings!
By Demian | Season 3 | Episode 24 | Aired on 01.19.1997
Another abrupt cut takes us away from Chloë’s "triumph" to the band exiting Club Rendez-vous while rehashing the evening’s gig. Chloë’s in a celebratory mood, and asks the others if they’d like to head someplace else for cocktails. The Gang of Four demurs. Shannen and Simon head off in her Volkswagen Beetle, while Sammy and Nick leave in Nick’s Volkswagen Minibus. Chloë and her Jeep stand alone and forlorn, for they are not sufficiently Aryan. Or sane, for that matter. A very strange scene follows, wherein the goateed Dork Boy from earlier stalks his way around a corner to confront Chloë once more. "Suzanne?" he asks. "Don’t you remember me?" He identifies himself as "Brad Strum from Palmdale." Chloë dismisses him yet again: "You must be thinking of someone else." Brad tells her he saw her mother a month ago, but she neglected to mention Chloë would be matriculating that semester. Chloë claims that her mother is dead. Brad just won’t get the hint, though, and presses further with, "I know what happened, and it doesn’t freak me out or anything. Quite the opposite, actually." He lowers his gaze and stammers, "What I’m trying to say is, you were really hot tonight." Oh, that’s just great. We’ve got some psycho stalker being stalked herself by a goateed dork with the hots for head cases. Oy. Chloë sets a grim expression on her face and confronts Brad. "So, what is it you really want?" she asks, swiveling herself around and pushing her body into his. "What I’ve always wanted," Brad breathes, and they mack. Yeah, I don’t get it either. Cut to Shannen lighting a candle in Simon’s boudoir. She lies back on his bed and strips his shirt up and off over his head. Loud, smacking kisses. Ew. I realize she was only twenty-seven when she made this, but Simon’s so bony and adolescent, she ends up looking old enough to be his granny. Cut back to the Jeep Of Insanity, where Brad grinds against Chloë. Back to the boudoir, where Simon grinds against Grandma there on the bed. "Oh, Simon," Grandma moans. Jeep Of Insanity. "Oh, Simon," Chloë moans. "Brad," Brad corrects, and I have to suppress the urge to shout, "Asshole!" "Let’s go somewhere," he adds. Chloë shoves him away violently and slides into her car. "Go finish somewhere else! I’m through with you!" Chloë screams, and speeds off out of the scene. Because. She’s. Nuts. Boudoir. Simon is now humping Grandma, and my sanity threatens to flee the scene as well. Cut back to Chloë, manically twiddling Shannen’s good luck pendant while she stares -- crazily! -- off into the distance. Up in the boudoir, Granny Doherty hears a noise from outdoors and insists Simon stop humping her long enough to investigate. He reluctantly agrees and heads to the window. He sees nothing, of course, and blames the noise on "a cat." Despite the fact the noise was, actually, barking. He heads back to the bed as the camera pans down to reveal Chloë, crouched in the alley beneath the boudoir window. Thankfully, both of her hands are visible and at her throat. If you know what I mean.Previous 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25Next