Bored to Death Recap: I Like Mine in Cream Sauce

Whoa, that was pretty messed up, even by Bored to Death standards. I mean, clearly the show is okay with getting babies drunk and senseless murder in Prospect Park. But incest feels over the line, even if it was accidental and Jonathan had no way of knowing. Bored to Death typically has a short emotional memory, meaning next week either we learn that Jonathan and Rose aren’t actually related, or the entire thing gets swept under the rug and we only hear about it in passing (like the time Ray got stabbed). I’m rooting for either, because knowing how prone Jonathan is to mental complexes, this kind of thing could send him to therapy for many, many foot rubs.

In any case, this may be the first time Bored to Death has ever used the “To Be Continued” trope, and it’s with good reason: “Forget the Herring” was compelling throughout, full of character epiphanies born out of heightened comic moments. And for my money, it doesn’t get more heightened than watching Ted Danson gallop through the streets of New York dressed as a wispy-eyelashed Don Quixote, Ray following behind even though he doesn’t have a costume. They haven’t been that blissfully happy in a while. Ray has been booted from Leah’s apartment and is crashing on George’s couch for the time being, suffering from back pain. George is dreading his performance in the upcoming Yale alumni performance — he still hasn’t had a proper singing lesson; his relationship with Emily is like that episode of Seinfeld where Jerry starts sleeping with his cleaning lady — and is dealing with Ray’s snoring and need for pre-bedtime infantilizing. He just wants the show to happen, in the off chance his daughter shows up. Read More...


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