SQUEEEEEEEE!!!! Oh, Boardwalk Empire, how I miss you when you’re gone. Your costume and set design porn, your unwieldy cast, your 18 storylines and more than anything, your Steve Buscemi. The winter, spring and summer are so long without you. But it’s eight months later, both in real time and AC time, and back they are, Trash Collectors (?). Nucky still has a sad because Billie went boom, so he’s moved into a ramshackle old hotel that’s not at all symbolically called “The Albatross.” Eli’s taken his rightful place beside Nucky, but now with 100% less seething resentment and they’re still ruling over Atlantic City, albeit with a more streamlined operation of themselves, Mickey (squee!) and a bunch of easily bumped day players and extras. Nucky’s still dealing with the fallout from Gyp’s epic turn as the big bad and trying to quell all the overt resentment from the NY crew, including Masseria. But he’s easily bought off so it’s really just to let us all know that Charlie and Meyer broke up and agreed to see other (much older) people, because, clearly Masseria and Charlie started dating in the off season, and it looks like Arnold and Meyer are engaged. Aw, so cute. Meanwhile, down on the boardwalk, Chalky’s taken over the burned out husk of Babette’s and brought the Harlem Renaissance to AC in the form of the Onyx Club, and they’re still sparing no expense to create these sets. Gorge. With the B stories, Gillian’s shut down the Artemis Club so she can become a junkie and go all Miss Havisham in the creeky old house, pretending she wants to sell it to get custody of Tommy, who’s still living with the Sagorskis, but really, it’s so she can meet Ron Livingston. Because who doesn’t want to fool around with Ron Livingston? Capone’s brought his brothers, Li’l Psycho and Asshole, to live with him and family out in Chicago, there’s a new Prohie in town who’s even more frightening than Van Alden at his most Van Alden-y and casting pulled a total “Becky Conner” on us switching out actors to play Will Thompson, like we wouldn’t even notice the last guy looked like a corn-fed Nebraskan and this one’s reedy, angular and has curly hair. But he’s petulant and resentful, just like a good Thompson. Which leads us to everyone’s favorite, and most loveable, sniper – Richard. He’s on a tear, and killing his way through the Midwest. I’m sure he has a good reason, but they’re all a bunch of day players so whatever. It’s all for him to go to the most desolate farmhouse in ever and sniff around. Of course, he’s gone home to Emma and this would have been so totally awesome IF THEY DIDN’T PLAY IT IN EVERY SINGLE TRAILER FOR THE SEASON. Oh, and by the way, Congrats, Jack Huston and Shannan Click on the (April) birth of your daughter, Sage. No doubt, she’s beautiful. Thanks for reading. I’m having minor […]
SQUEEEEEEEE!!!! Oh, Boardwalk Empire, how I miss you when you’re gone. Your costume and set design porn, your unwieldy cast, your 18 storylines and more than anything, your Steve Buscemi. The winter, spring and summer are so long without you. But it’s eight months later, both in real time and AC time, and back they are, Trash Collectors (?). Nucky still has a sad because Billie went boom, so he’s moved into a ramshackle old hotel that’s not at all symbolically called “The Albatross.” Eli’s taken his rightful place beside Nucky, but now with 100% less seething resentment and they’re still ruling over Atlantic City, albeit with a more streamlined operation of themselves, Mickey (squee!) and a bunch of easily bumped day players and extras. Nucky’s still dealing with the fallout from Gyp’s epic turn as the big bad and trying to quell all the overt resentment from the NY crew, including Masseria. But he’s easily bought off so it’s really just to let us all know that Charlie and Meyer broke up and agreed to see other (much older) people, because, clearly Masseria and Charlie started dating in the off season, and it looks like Arnold and Meyer are engaged. Aw, so cute. Meanwhile, down on the boardwalk, Chalky’s taken over the burned out husk of Babette’s and brought the Harlem Renaissance to AC in the form of the Onyx Club, and they’re still sparing no expense to create these sets. Gorge. With the B stories, Gillian’s shut down the Artemis Club so she can become a junkie and go all Miss Havisham in the creeky old house, pretending she wants to sell it to get custody of Tommy, who’s still living with the Sagorskis, but really, it’s so she can meet Ron Livingston. Because who doesn’t want to fool around with Ron Livingston? Capone’s brought his brothers, Li’l Psycho and Asshole, to live with him and family out in Chicago, there’s a new Prohie in town who’s even more frightening than Van Alden at his most Van Alden-y and casting pulled a total “Becky Conner” on us switching out actors to play Will Thompson, like we wouldn’t even notice the last guy looked like a corn-fed Nebraskan and this one’s reedy, angular and has curly hair. But he’s petulant and resentful, just like a good Thompson. Which leads us to everyone’s favorite, and most loveable, sniper – Richard. He’s on a tear, and killing his way through the Midwest. I’m sure he has a good reason, but they’re all a bunch of day players so whatever. It’s all for him to go to the most desolate farmhouse in ever and sniff around. Of course, he’s gone home to Emma and this would have been so totally awesome IF THEY DIDN’T PLAY IT IN EVERY SINGLE TRAILER FOR THE SEASON. Oh, and by the way, Congrats, Jack Huston and Shannan Click on the (April) birth of your daughter, Sage. No doubt, she’s beautiful. Thanks for reading. I’m having minor […]