Oh my god.
That was without a doubt the saddest, most emotionally draining hour of television I have ever seen. Blows "Becoming Pt. II" and "Shattered" right out of the water. I'm just...sitting here sobbing and throat-achey and completely wrecked
I admit, I was not paying full attention to the first forty minutes or so; I was puttering around trying to find new Jack Davenport wallpaper. It wasn't until Meg and Jack in the hotel room and "Do you think he's...dead?" Brittany Snow -- CHRIST, somebody hand that girl some kind of award. Whenever Meg hurts, I hurt with her, but it was worse tonight, because this was no mere broken heart -- you could see her changing inside. And then they get home and lie to poor, hopeful Helen until JJ's tape comes and...pain. Chest-compressing pain. The complete simplicity of it -- just panning over each actor's face as they react to the tape, and then the flashes of memory that they were doing throughout the whole thing. My heart, it was broken, and I was inconsolable.
The fight between Helen and Jack was so raw that I almost couldn't watch it. That's what my family sounds and looks like when they're fighting. I can't totally hate Chris for yelling at Meg, because then when she started to cry, he immediately got off his high horse and just held her. Also, he had a point about being worried that something might have happened to her when she didn't show up at the rally. Playing "Paint It, Black" during the closing montage -- Patty and Will, Meg and Chris, Jack crying, Helen crying, Beth putting JJ's ring back on, the candle fucking burning out, all of it makes for a complete mess of a Dala -- but it didn't seem so out of place once it led up to the Vietnam footage. It just showcased the fantastic acting and writing, because we know JJ is still alive, know it all through the episode -- but they don't, and it's so very painful because I believe in the characters so deeply.
Although the Pryor storyline had all of my attention this week, Nathan's slapdown of Sam was well-deserved and rang true. Because, I see where Sam is coming from, because my dad's side of the family? What is usually referred to as white trash -- working class across the board, never finished college except for Dad himself, also half of them are completely horrible people, which has nothing to do with Sam's wonderful family, just that...I understand being ashamed of your roots. But Sam, baby? Get the fuck over it or you're gonna find yourself completely alone in the world. Also, shut up. Nathan, I love you. Please stay just the way you are.
Anyway. What a fucking amazing show. And it will never get the recognition it deserves, because NBC sucks donkey balls and America thinks well-written and well-acted family dramas are boring. Which is a shame, because this particular portrayal of the Vietnam War is incredibly relevant today. Almost too relevant, in fact -- this whole MIA storyline, I think, is so powerful not just because it happened then, but because it's happening now. Again. Despire the fact that we should know better.
Ship manifesto: "American Dreams"/Dala. Or "American Dreams"/a larger viewship, if I had my way.