Thursday, December 11, 2003

WHAT HAS MO, WHAT HAS MO, WHAT HAS MO DONE TO DESERVE THIS?
Hmmm, this is going to be a fun one to write up. Basically it starts off with Billy pacing around waiting for Drippy to come home. His evening is ruined when (a) she doesn't and (b) Big Mo comes in, off her tits, drops curry all over the floor and starts going on about how she likes to be shagged first thing in the morning. Ew, ew and thrice ewwww. Billy is sad and roams the streets looking for his errant missis.

Kyert packs ineptly.

In the pub, Drippy cringes in disarray on the floor while Evil Evil Rapist Bloke stares at her blankly, sparks up and then starts chatting like they are a regular couple who have just had a shag. After he leaves, Drippy makes wibbly faces for a bit and then sets off home. I suppose that this isn't the best time to say that Drippy has a great rack in that top. She is contemplating spending the night on Losers Bench when Kyert (who definitely has no mates whatsoever) drags her off the street for a girly drink and chat. Kyert displays her ace detective skillz by wittering on for half an hour before realising that Drippy is traumatised to fuck. She asks what's wrong and Drippy recounts her ordeal while Kyert rolls her eyes around and makes tragic faces. Kyert says that Drippy should kall the kops but Drippy doesn't want to be examined and photographed etc. She finds out for the first time that Kyert used to be a cop. Yes, Kyert, if I was as shit at my job as you I would also keep it quiet. Drippy says that she doesn't want to (a) fuck things up with Billy, (b) put her family through more law related malarkey and (c) be considered a loser victim by everyone again after all the shit she went though with ol' PsychoTrevor. fortunately she acts all stoney and emotionally shut down and doesn't snivel and cry too much. Kyert is still gurning and twitching like a crazy lady so Drippy assumes that it is because she is disgusted with Drippy and makes to leave. Kyert begs her to stay, gets out a vast ugly broach and tells a creepy story about how she saw her mother being raped by Geordie Spides on her 8th birthday. What the fuck? This whole thing is really stagey but both ladies do a pretty good acting job, I suppose. They bond and say they are best mates 4eva etc and Kyert again begs Drippy to tell people and report the crime. Drippy says she won't and makes Kyert promise to keep it secret. Drippy goes off and Kyert doesn't even bother to walk her home as she is required by the script to immediately go in and weep over the Gaudy Broach of Violated Motherhood.

When Drippy gets home, Billy shouts at her for worrying him. She is about to tell him Everything when the writers resort to Shit Eastenders Plot Cliche # 7 and have him interrupt her to say that he is sorry for acting a dick over her job and that he hopes nothing ever comes between them. Also he inexplicably fails to notice that she is traumatised to fuck. He gives her a locket for her birthday with pix of Billy and Stupid Terence the Dog in it. Heh. Drippy can't tell him after that and goes off to have a shower and brush her teeth. Fuckin' Hell, their bathroom is huge! It's bigger than my bedroom! What's that all about?

I agree with Sarah that this plotline is appalling and gratuitous, but I am used to Eastenders totally crap depiction of women and gender roles etc. It gives Kacey Ainsworth a chance to do something other than simper and act retarded, I suppose...