“ If you’re not ready to talk about douching with your boyfriend, you’re not ready to have his cock in your ass.”
Well, if it seemed as if last episode was the one where everything went wrong, this episode ups the ante. We k of its going to happen all the way through, as Otis formulates plans for a “gathering” and we just know hordes of people are going to arrive and trash the place, because that’s how the trope always goes.
And the episode is obviously centred on Otis’ drunken speech in which he’s as absolute dick to both Ola and Maeve, burning his bridges with both of them as well as humiliating himself. The moral high ground, to the extent he had it at all, is well and truly surrendered.
Also, the house is trashed. And, worst of all, lots of horrible bottled lager is drunk, with no real ale or wine in sight.
We also have Jean and Maureen having a few drinks and bonding, over terrible nightclub music, about the ambivalence of their newfound mutual singledom. Maeve bonds further with Isaac who, it now seems clear, is like a version of Otis with a similar background.
Interestingly, Jackson has a massive anxiety attack at the party about the pressure to swim again now his hand had healed, and it’s Viv (who finally realised the dullness of the bloke she fancies) who takes it upon herself to tell his parents. This is going to be interesting: let’s hope it’s resolved happily. But for poor Amy, still very much suffering from the sexual assault, there’s no happiness.
This is a superbly done ensemble show, with believable characters who drive the plot rather than vice versa- and I applaud the decision to allow Otis, the main protagonist, to behave like a dick. This is very good indeed.
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