Dirty and Dangerous
Dirty and Dangerous by Roxanne McDonald
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And so ends the first compelling season of “Dirt”—not with a whimper or a bang but with a surprising stalker outcome and some dynamic possibilities for the future, and so, with a low sizzle…. |
Big runway show, model passing out, and Willa suggesting that liver problems from illicit drug abuse are the cause. Lucy’s not having it, and suggests that until Willa can show her a doctorate, she needs to stay off the theorizing and get some hard proof.
Willa, in another respect, is becoming the next Lucy Spiller. When Brent offers indecent proposals to extend their playful relationship, Willa says, “I’m 23. You’re not,” and tells him to go search among the many women his age….
Julia is going off the wacky end of the pool, having been exposed for the fake she is, and as Holt confronts her, she goes into this damsel in distress mode, asking him, “Have you ever been so scared you lose yourself…don’t know
yourself?” Then she tries to get Holt to know her, but he shoves her away: “Listen, stay the hell away from me. Do you understand me? Stay the hell away from me. You need someone to talk to, why don’t you call Johnny Gage?”
Of course, Julia is still a few critical thoughts away from knowing Holt’s secret and concedes to his jealous and angry fit with a slumping on the bed or to the floor….
Fellow PR persons share with Lucy how America is “shitting itself,” and Lucy wants pictures; the Killer Spiller blog is a thorn in Lucy’s self-serving side; and an ex college associate/friend, Tina (played by Jennifer Anniston, ironically, if you will) shows up to deny rumors she wants Lucy’s job, to feign support, and to do what else only the writers for next season know.
And Don Konkey is taking his anti-meds crisis all the way to the coo-coo shop…in the car, in the desert, in his head. I’m Don Konkey. I’m Don Konkey. Don Konkey,” he sputters and spins like the old Max Headroom, “Leave me alone!”
But the voices and hallucinated alter egos won’t leave him alone. The beautiful Karen is trying to convince him to kill Lucy so they can get back home and make love. The
hallucinated Holt is lecturing Don on how with “fear and trembling [he] will find [his] salvation.” And a depraved and decadent Don Konkey doppelganger is nutting it up right along with him and for him, telling him that, by the way, “The calls are coming from inside the house.”
Lucy has Don tracked, found, and hospitalized…just in time to greet Julia at the door of Lucy’s home, get stabbed, and call Don in the hospital to get him to come for her…but not before he gets a good roll of pics.
Ahhhh, dirty deeds done dirt cheap. Or not.
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