As loyal readers will note, we've been decidedly iffy on this season of Weeds, our major concern being our utter disbelief that Nancy has thus far (SPOILERS!) burned down her entire neighborhood, avoided going to jail for her years of dealing, and moved into the worlds of narco- and human-trafficing -- all the while, skating by on her much vaunted alabaster skin and admittedly cute backside.
Well, this week was no exception. So why were so pleased? Was it all the sex? Partly. Mostly. OK, entirely. Between Nancy getting a bit of corporal punishment from the mayor of Tijuana in his limo to Silas doing the cheese lady -- and yeah, even those nudie pics of Nance (come on screengrabbers, get grabbing!) -- there was more than enough sex in last night's ep to keep us distracted from our problems with the season as a whole.
And actually, if we were pressed, we'd say that sex -- lots of sex -- might be the only way to get out of the narrative hole the writers seem to have dug for themselves. For one thing, Nancy using her feminine wiles to get her way in la organization is the first believable thing we've seen in this particular plotline. We still think she should have gotten wacked a couple of eps ago for peering into the hole, but the alcalde getting a boner for her at that party she crashed is pretty much the only way to explain her getting out of that one alive, and so we'll let it slide. We're also looking forward to Guillermo causing her a spot of bother some time soon; that's one development that makes sense in the new context and, we hope, will bring a little genuine danger to what we've thought of as a pretty smooth ride for Ms. Botwin thus far, all things considered.
Sex also seems like the way for Silas to move on in the world. He hasn't been given so much of anything to do this season, so good on him for now getting someone to do for a while. That she's Julie Bowen, who's pretty much a dream MILF, and has a sweet life on the beach, and that the two of them together look pretty much like a porno made by Neitzsche and Demi Moore mean to us one thing: we're not expecting to Silas much next year. As he noted this week, he's almost 18, a perfect age for some ill-advised shacking up, and besides, whenever it is that Nancy does some serious time -- and we're hoping that she will -- she's gonna have to have someplace to send Shane.
And, um... that reminds us... So, we should probably also say something about that whole scene where Shane was masturbating to a pic of his mom. Well, on a practical level, we basically yelped out loud when that happened, we were so shocked. (We might also have done that whole "I can't believe it" mouth-covering thing.) But, we're not gonna lie: giving the already-a-little-disturbed Shane a full-blown Oedipal complex is pretty much the most dangerous plot development we've seen in the show... maybe ever. It's kind of a win-win for Team Weeds: either that plot wreaks untold havoc in the lives of the Botwins and we get the narrative and psychic gravity that we've been so clearly missing, or they skate over it and commit to a truly mind-blowing level of "being cool with shit" -- thus earning our awe-filled respect.
And so we end on this note: an episode where both Shane and Silas get some action from almost-Nancys while she's getting spanked like a little girl? And a cameo by the Six Million Dollar Man playing a racist militiaman? Well, played, Weeds; well played.
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