Once again, Victoria Grayson stands revealed as the absolute worst hostess in the history of the Hamptons. At some point, shouldn’t the press (not to mention the rest of the population of Hamptons) zoom in on the fact that every time she throws a party, someone dies, falls off a balcony, gets taken hostage, or stands up in front of the room to make a scandalously shocking announcement? We picture a bunch of society mavens getting an invite to one of her parties and saying “GOD, no,” with disgust as they throw it in the trash. Hey, that might actually make a decent plot point for her. It certainly does feel a little odd that with all the public drama surrounding this family they haven’t taken the slightest hit to their social standing. At the very least, it might be fun to see Victoria deal with the loss of her Queen Bee status among the moneyed set.
This is going to be a very short review because we hate repeating ourselves. We’ll just say this: Any time the story moved over to Jack’s bar, we zoned out. What an awful storyline; completely devoid of any interest whatsoever. Time to end this one, writers. We always thought he was dumb as a box of rocks, but now we’re starting to wonder how he manages getting his pants on in the morning and remembering to breathe in AND out.
Also: we really don’t care about Nolan’s company all that much, not to mention his super-creepy asshole of an ex. And while we’re at it, we might as well admit that our eyes tend to glaze over any time The Initiative is mentioned.
There’s been some improvement on that last front, however. At least Initiative Lady (we’ll figure out her name when it suits us to do so) is a face for the faceless organization. And she seems more than able to hold her own against Victoria or even Emily, so we have some hope for her as a character. And her bit with Aidan is sure to provide some conflict down the road. If his sister really is still alive, then Emily can no longer count on him as an ally and now that she’s “back” with Daniel, he may find it hard to stick around and watch what she’s going to do next.
But the big story here is that Emily finally found her red sharpie again after it apparently got stuck in some couch cushions or something. The judge felt like a throwaway character; someone who’s not going to have too much to do with the plot going forward, but a bone to throw to the audience just so we can see Emily do what Emily does best: ruining the lives of evil motherfuckers.
But isn’t it kind of interesting how the men on this show are either idiots (Jack, Declan, Daniel) or cut off from any real power (Conrad, Nolan)? The ladies seem to hold all the cards at the moment and the men are all patsies or impotent. Sure, you’ve got those two brothers scamming Jack, but it’s not like they’re presented as masterminds or anything. Besides, you don’t exactly have to be a PhD to get one over on Jack.