Welcome back to Chaos in the Corner! We’re gonna talk about last week’s episode before tonight’s episode, and about whether or not having sex in an unfinished neighborhood development is rock bottom.
Alright, here’s the thing; we all know Nate is fucking awful. We all know he’s an awful boy. We all know he’s an awful (h)white boy (in fact, I’d even venture some people love him for that, which, like, if that’s your thing … ‘kay). But I mean … a fantasy of fucking in the bed of your truck? Come on! Nate, my boy, how many cliches are you going to fill before it becomes tragic?
This episode further progressed the love affair between Cassie and Nate, with the irony being it’s only as much of an affair as they make it out to be! All of their problems are of their own design and I have no sympathy.
Nate’s insecurity has been a minor, uncredited character for a while now, and I for one am sickened (and simultaneously titillated) by the the large influence it has on everyone else.
Maddy’s greatest sin in this episode was not her STILL pining for Nate even after saying “Yeah, I know he's a horrible person…” (Note: Alexa, fantastic delivery on that line) nor even neglecting the kid she’s babysitting, but this: she fumbled the bag with a sugar mama! Does she not know how many people would KILL to have some ungodly rich older woman put the moves on us? Them. Sorry, Freudian slip.
Maddy has done some cringey things, but I was screaming at the tv for her to go back in that house. I hope she gets her head on straight (erm… you know what I mean) before the end of the season.
There’s a few things I don’t care for about Jules, but the girl does an absolutely BRUTAL impression of Rue.
I’ll also say, before I thought “there’s no way she doesn’t know Rue is using again” and now it all makes sense. I think Jules knows full well what’s going on, and that’s (part of) the reason for why she’s so jealous. Will she work up the courage to assert herself? Or, god forbid, have a Talk-with-a-capital-T with Rue? I guess we’ll have to see.
I need to eat crow. Last week I said some stuff about Elliot, asserting I did not like him. I’m now making a u-turn the only way I know how; messily and with a loud squealing of tires. I love Elliot! The line “I don’t think you’re a good influence” while snorting a line of cocaine is priceless. Dominic Fike is killing this character, and I love it.
I also spoke last week about Cassie. Specifically, I might have mused about how far down she could slide in her simping. You guys … she has lost her mind. You’re crying over text messages? You’re running through a construction zone? Where were you running? You’re debased!
The only thing I admired about Cassie this week was that apparently the Air Force 1s stay ON during sex. But other than that, my head was shaking worse than a bobblehead in a hurricane.
I can’t close without talking about Ali. I love him so much. He is by far my favorite character, and that’s no surprise to me because he is by far the coolest. On a show filled with flawed, FLAWED, human beings, he is the one who seems the most pulled together, and he’s a self-described crackhead! The chemistry between him and Rue’s mom was palpable. All I’ll say about that is this: Leslie, your boyfriend sucks. Do better!
Truly though, every line of Ali’s is golden. You can see how much he’s torn over Rue, torn between caring about her and torn between knowing that her path to sobriety, if she ever makes it, is hers alone to walk. That struggle is evident in every thing he says to her, and you can feel it when he even looks at her. Fellow actors, we should all pray we develop as much charisma and acting power as Colman Domingo.