Episode Report Card Djb: B | 1 USERS: A+ YOU GRADE IT SFU 406: The Apology
By Djb | Season 4 | Episode 6 | Aired on 07.25.2004
Ruth hangs up balloons and streamers and a banner reading, "Happy birthday" and looks around I-hate-my-husband-ily.
And, drugs. I love how people on this show get the exact kind of high you'd get if all drugs resulted in making you feel like the first bullet point in a Google search about said drug. Ecstasy: euphoric. Crack: wack. We're back the coach house, where Claire paints the words "TERROR STARTS AT HOME" in all capital letters on the wall, while her mother instinctually rues the day she ever allowed her daughter to move into that space while she wanders around the house proper in an I-hate-my-husband-esque fashion. The Forehead That Dares Not Speak Its Name rears its, um, head for the first time as everyone sits around all fucked up and reminds us why drugs are lots more fun to do than they are to watch. Unless it's in a 1970s social training film. Hosted by Sonny Bono. Because then everybody just wants to go to a pot party and check out and get all freaky-deaky. Death Cab for Cutie proves it's not just for Seth Cohen anymore, making the leap to cable in the form of the song "Transatlanticism." Mena Suvari shares her singing chops, which resemble her acting chops only in that I could have done with a full spin around this mortal coil without ever taking the time to learn about either of them. The song hits the lyric "I need you so much closer" and then goes on an AMT bender and maroons them all singing that line over and over again. I didn't think this part of town had any AMTs.
Joe and Brenda lie in post-coital bliss on a carpet that already needs to be shampooed. The market value of that place has already plunged as a result of Joe sharing his DNA with the living-room rug. I didn't think this part of town had any DNAs.
The happy two couples -- Ruth and George, David and Keith -- sit around the Fisher kitchen table, David punching in about a million numbers on a cell phone. Ruth asks him why he's making "all those beeping sounds," and he says he's programming his new cell phone. I thought the cell phone stayed in his pocket. Or did it get thrown clear during David's covert visit to the Monster Truck Show? ["Jimmy Felon smashed it in the parking lot." -- Wing Chun] George genuinely tries to ingratiate himself in all the wrong ways, saying, "Well, that's the one good thing about getting robbed, right? It's a great excuse for getting a new gadget." He called it a "gadget"! Awwwww. I feel a little sorry for him, like if he'd been like, "I just keep all of my important information on mimeographed dittoes!" But David doesn't care because every scene needs its martyr, and David mumbles, "I hope it happens again so I can get a new Palm Pilot." Well, if you hate him that much, why not program it in your room? On second thought...why not program it IN YOUR ROOM? I can't count the number of times I've been on the subway listening to some idiot choose his new cell phone ring, going around and around and around, inflicting Mary-Hart-like seizures on everyone else in the car because Johnny New Phone can't decide if "Fur Elise" or "Nokia Default Ring" better represents his personal style.