Don’t let the title of this post confuse you. We’re not opposed to old hot action, or middle-aged hot action. For example, if Sally Field found herself a dapper older man (anybody but William Shatner) to club and drag back to her lair, we’d be down. We’ve been waiting for that moment since seeing reruns of The Flying Nun. We’d be all “Get it Gidget! We knew you had it in you, sister!”
But no, Mama Walker is not clubbing and dragging. She’s baking and fundraising (important work mind you, but still).
All of the single adults on this show are on the celibacy express. Or they’re playing coy. Uncle Saul “has somebody” but he doesn’t want to share his secret lover with the rest of the class. Then what good are you Saul? If we can’t know all the dirty details, why even have a boyfriend in the first place???
Maybe we’re being a little hard on the single Walkers, but the Walker kids with significant others are getting more and more boring. Just look at them . . .
Justin and Rebecca? Watching the two of them interact is like watching two Calico cats playing with yarn. They’re cute, kind of. It’s just not hot. Kitty and Robert? They’re a stately couple, but for real? Are we supposed to be enthralled? Even Kevin and Scottie’s marital squabbles and make-up make-outs are a little lackluster these days.
We need some . . . young hot action.
To that end, excuse us, but where is hot scruffy computer guy? Where, dammit?
Kyle appeared last week in a haze of backlighting, euphemistically strumming his guitar and wielding his knowledge of ecofriendly consumerism. This week, no mention, no trace. He was Sarah’s only hope for getting laid, and this show’s only hope for a dose of young hotness. Bring him back, Brothers and Sisters. Bring Kyle back.