This week’s episode was all about Ioan’s facial repertoire, as he grapples with the reveal of his Ponzi scheme. All that blah-blah about the SEC would’ve been way more interesting if he’d been running a Fonzie scheme instead, so that’s how I am going to think of it. Beats a Potsie scheme, anyway.
Fug File: Ringer
Does it matter what anyone else wore? The point is really what Logan Echolls DIDN’T wear.
Lots more waist-up shots this week, and a continued downturn in vexing couture, but that’s okay: Great outerwear, makeup envy, a continuity error, ANOTHER BUFFY PUNCH, and the morphing emotions of Henry’s sack are keeping me in long-winded business.
First, a note: Because of Fashion Week, I got behind, so the fug-cap of the first Ringer episode I missed went up yesterday (read it! I know they’re long, but bookmark where you left off and then pick it up again! No worries!) and now THIS one is the one that aired LAST Tuesday, so we are all caught up. Until tonight, when there is ANOTHER new one that promises Truths Will Be Revealed. Although this show reveals about three truths before breakfast, so that’s not so different.
It was before watching this episode that I learned the actress who plays Juliet is Lea Thompson’s daughter. And now that I know it, I can’t believe I ever DIDN’T know it. There is so much Lorraine in her face. Granted, Juliet would’ve punched Biff in the nads herself and been done with it, but the genetic legacy is still obvious. Clothes-wise, it’s mostly more Andrea Roth and her Coat of the Cave Bear, but SMG does work in a few extra ruffles to put on the “they’re hiding a pregnancy” pile. It’s not even that she LOOKS pregnant; they just shoot her like she’s got a time bomb strapped to her abdomen.
Well, the Great Poor Twin Bangs Experiment of 2012 failed spectacularly last week, so we’re back to Sarah Michelle Gellar’s regular awesome hair/face combo, which is welcome. The title of this episode was, “What are you doing here, ho-bag?” It was brilliantly applicable to, I’d say, just about every other scene. There are SHENANIGANS AHOY, friend, and more gruffudding than you can quake a jaw at, so come on in and let’s ring this bell.
Well, now that Rich Twin and Poor Twin are in the same city, the show ran into the problem of how viewers could tell at a glance which twin was which. The solution was a banged wig for Poor Twin, who now looks the part. Shouldn’t Rich Twin be the one changing her appearance in ill-advised but rash ways? She’s the one with the raging pregnancy hormones and desire to fake her own death, after all.