“An Afternoon in Babysitting” [R] – 1/3

“AN AFTERNOON IN BABYSITTING”

RATING: R Mild sexuality, mild violence and language
SUMMARY: Due to a Halliwell family emergency, Cole and Olivia are forced to baby-sit Wyatt on a Saturday afternoon.
FEEDBACK: – Be my guest. But please, be kind.
DISCLAIMER: The Charmed Ones, Wyatt Halliwell, Leo Wyatt, Victor Bennett and Cole Turner belong to Constance Burge, Brad Kern and Spelling Productions. Olivia and Harry McNeill are thankfully, my creations.
NOTE: The story picks up about two weeks after “In the Wake of Valhalla”
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“AN AFTERNOON IN BABYSITTING”

PART 1

“Phoebe and I are going to be in San Jose for most of the day,” Piper said to her youngest sister, as she and the other two Charmed Ones descended the stairs. “Do you have everything you need?”

Paige nodded. “You mean for Wyatt? Sure. Plenty of diapers, lotion, baby powder, baby food, his milk . . . Don’t worry, Piper.”

The three sisters reached the bottom of the staircase, where Victor Bennett awaited them. He, along with Piper and Phoebe were dressed in mourning clothes for a Bennett aunt that had recently passed away. They planned to attend the funeral being held in nearby San Jose. And since Piper felt leery about bringing along her eight-month old son, Paige had volunteered to stay behind and baby-sit. Especially since she had no family connections to the Bennetts.

“What about protection for Wyatt?” Phoebe added. “Maybe we should bring him along.”

Paige heaved a sigh. “Don’t worry! Wyatt has his own built-in protection system. Or something. Besides, I’ll just add a protection spell around the house, if it would make you feel better.”

Anxiety flared in Piper’s dark eyes. “No, it won’t! Paige, you know that protection spells aren’t very reliable. I don’t want some spell to backfire on Wyatt.”

“Harry doesn’t think they’re unreliable. Neither do Olivia and the others,” Paige said. “Besides, he thinks we might not know how to perform a protection spell, correctly.”

“And he does?” Phoebe retorted. She was not a fan of any of the McNeills, save for Bruce.

Victor gave his youngest daughter a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry, honey. Paige may be right about Harry. Don’t forget, he’s been practicing witchcraft longer than any of you.”

Piper, however, did not seem assured. “I don’t know . . .”

Heaving another exasperated sigh, Paige exclaimed, “Piper, c’mon! Don’t worry. Harry knows what he’s doing. He’s coming by, today. To help me cast this protection spell. In fact,” she glanced at the grandfather clock, “he should be here, any minute.”

“If you say so,” Piper said reluctantly. “By the way, do you have Uncle Russell’s number?”

The doorbell rang. Paige rushed toward the front door. “That must be Harry.” When she opened the door, she found the red-haired male witch, standing on the stoop. “Hey! I wondered when you were going to show up.”

Harry planted a light kiss on Paige’s mouth. “Sorry. I had overslept this morning.” He entered the house. “So, where’s Wyatt?”

“Sleeping in his crib, upstairs,” Piper answered. She cast Harry a dubious look. “Now that you’re here . . . I guess we can leave.”

A touch of sarcasm tinged Harry’s voice. “And it’s nice to see you too, Piper.” He nodded at the middle Charmed One. “Phoebe. Mr. Bennett.” He shook Victor’s hand. “It’s been a while.”

Victor smiled at the younger man. “Not that long. Just five months. How are Jack and Gwen? And your grandmother?”

“They’re doing fine. Will you be coming by for brunch, tomorrow?”

“Uh . . .” Victor cast a anxious glance at his two daughters.

Paige impatiently answered for him. “We’ll all be there. Okay guys, it’s time to go. You don’t want to get caught up in traffic.”

A reluctant Piper added, “Yeah, I guess you’re right. The funeral starts in less than three hours. And it’ll take us at least an hour to get to San Jose. If the traffic’s okay.”

Paige almost told her sisters and stepfather to have fun . . . until she remembered that they were headed for a funeral. “Uh, have a safe trip. Bye.” After the three Bennetts left the manor, she closed the door and sighed. “Finally. Alone. I never thought they would leave.”

Harry slowly made his way toward her, a seductive smile stamped on his face. “I didn’t realize that you wanted to be alone with me that badly.” He slid his arms around Paige’s waist.

She responded with a teasing smile. “Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not that . . .” A shot of pain stabbed the back of her mouth. “Ow!”

Harry frowned. “Something wrong?”

“No. It’s nothing. I . . . It’s just a molar.” Paige winced from more pain. “Needs to be pulled out.”

“Maybe you should go to a dentist. For an emergency.”

Shaking her head, Paige replied, “Nah. It’s okay. I have a dental appointment on Tuesday, anyway. I guess I can hold out for another three days.”

Harry removed his arms from her waist. “Well . . . okay. If you say so. Meanwhile, let’s get started on that protection spell. Shall we?”

———

The redheaded witch and the half-daemon washed the last of the breakfast dishes, wiped them dry and placed them inside the kitchen cabinets. “Now that was a first-class breakfast,” Olivia declared with a heartfelt sigh. “You make a better Eggs Florentine than either Mom or Bruce.” She added surreptiously, “Don’t tell them I said that.”

Cole chuckled. “Don’t worry. I won’t say a word. And I’m glad that you enjoyed it.”

“Hmmmm. You know, you should give up the law and become a chef. You’ve already been trained as one.” Olivia shook her head. “How many daemons can claim that they had studied at Le Cordon Bleu Academie in Paris?”

Dumping his rag on the nearby counter, Cole murmured, “You’d be surprised.” Then he sighed. “So, what do you have planned for today?”

Olivia stared at him. “What’s that?”

“Nothing.”

“Do you have any ideas?” Olivia asked. She followed Cole into the penthouse’s living room. “For today?”

A desperate idea flashed in Cole’s mind. “Well . . . the invitation to spend the weekend at Mark Giovanni’s Santa Rosa ranch is still opened. Marbus and his wife were also invited.”

Visions of a weekend with the Giovanni family filled Olivia with horror. “I don’t think so.” Olivia shot Cole an anxious look. “You did turn down his offer. Right?”

“Well I did consider saying yes,” Cole replied sarcastically. “Until I contemplated two days in Pamela Giovanni’s company. Of course, we could still head out . . .”

“No thanks. The idea of bearing witness to the ongoing Giovanni soap opera fills me with dread.” A possibility occurred to her. “How about a drive down the coast? Go as far as Monterey? Or Santa Cruz?”

Strong arms encircled Olivia’s waist, taking her by surprise. She could feel Cole’s hard body pressing against hers. “Or why don’t we simply stay here?” he murmured in one of her ears, causing her to shiver. “Spend the day together. In bed.” He nipped at the delicate spot where Olivia’s neck and shoulder met. A slight moan escaped her mouth. “What do you say?”

“Uh . . . are you suggesting . . . that we indulge in some kind of sexual marathon for . . .?” Olivia paused and pondered on what she had just said. “Wait a minute. Am I actually resisting this idea?”

Cole nipped her exposed flesh for the second time. “You tell me.”

Olivia turned around to face her lover. “Hmmm, now that I think about it,” she smiled seductively, “your idea sounds a lot better.”

“Glad you think so,” Cole murmured, before he lowered his mouth upon hers.

———–

“Okay, do you have the Angelica root?” Harry asked.

Paige nodded. She held up the herb in question. The two witches stood inside Wyatt’s nursery. Upon Harry’s instruction, they had earlier placed sprigs of Mallow on every windowsill inside the manor. “It’s too bad that mallow didn’t work.”

“Yeah, well I guess it just didn’t work for you. Angelica root seems to be more your style.”

A smile curved Paige’s lips. “Ah yes. The herb that is under the guard of angels. That old whitelighter heritage coming back to haunt me. So, what do I do next?”

“Place the Angelica Root in a small blue or white cloth bag and hang it outside the house,” Harry instructed. “Near the door, if possible.”

The Charmed One headed for the Solarium. “Let’s see. There were some pieces of cloth inside that desk near the . . .” A familiar shot of pain filled the back of her mouth. Without thinking, Paige grounded her teeth, increasing the pain. “Aaaugh! My tooth!” She dropped the Angelica root from her hand.

Harry rushed forward to comfort her. “What’s wrong? Are you hurt?”

“My tooof!” Paige mumbled. “It huuths!”

“Must be your molar, again.” Harry’s green eyes regarded her with concern. “Maybe we need to get you to a dentist.”

Paige’s eyes flew open. “Noo! My dooctah ez guw! Wihaat! Whud abooh . . .”

“Huh?”

Heaving a sigh, Paige tried again. “My dooctah! Heh’z guw! Und Wihaat!”

“Did you say that your doctor hez . . . I mean . . . Your doctor isn’t in the office, today.” Harry said. “Is that it?” Paige nodded. He continued, “Okay, I’ll take you to mine. As for Wyatt, we’ll drop him off at my parents’ . . .” Harry hesitated. “Oh wait! Shit! I forgot. They went to Tom Boucher’s wedding in Palo Alto. Gran’s also there. As for Bruce and Barbara . . .”

Paige screamed in pain.

Harry took a deep breath. “Right. Look, I’ll go upstairs and get Wyatt and his things.” He started toward the staircase. “Don’t worry, we’ll find someone to take care him.” Then he raced upstairs, leaving Paige to continue moaning in pain.

———–

A serene air almost permeated the atmosphere, inside Cole’s living room. Almost. Serenity could have been achieved, if it were not for the passionate moans emitting from the couple locked in a horizontal embrace, on the living room’s sofa.

With Olivia’s body writhing underneath his, it took all of Cole’s self-control not to rip off her remaining clothes, part her legs and sink right into her. Instead, he slowly stroke every inch of exposed flesh. Including the pale tan flesh that strained above Olivia’s lacy white bra.

“Cole . . . please . . .” Olivia moaned between ragged breaths. “. . . now. I need . . . oh!” Cole had finally removed her bra. He gently squeezed one fleshy globe, before covering its coral pink tip with his lips, allowing it to become engorged. Another moan left her mouth. And when he gently bit into the nipple, she immediately arched her body.

At that moment, the doorbell rang. Olivia gasped with surprise and breathlessly asked, “Was that the doorbell?”

Cole reluctantly removed his mouth from her breast and murmured, “I didn’t hear anything.”

Again, the doorbell rang. Olivia sat up, causing Cole to moan with frustration. “That was the doorbell,” she said. “Maybe you should answer it.”

“Shit!” Cole muttered the oath, as he sat up and donned his T-shirt. Scowling, he marched toward the front door and peered through the peephole. Harry. It was Harry standing in the corridor outside, and holding . . . something. Cole sighed and opened the door. “Harry. What do you . . .?” A quick glance at the bundle in the male witch’s arms told Cole that he was staring at Wyatt Halliwell. “What the hell?”

Harry dumped the baby in Cole’s arms. “Here. I need you and Olivia to take care of Wyatt for a few hours. She’s here, right?”

“Wha . . .?” Cole stared at the infant, who immediately began to wail. “What the hell?”

Olivia appeared in the doorway, wearing a bra . . . and her STANFORD U T-shirt. “What’s going on?” she demanded.

Harry quickly explained that he and Paige were babysitting Wyatt, when the Charmed One developed a dental problem. “I’m taking her to my dentist, since hers isn’t available. Mom, Dad and Gran are at that wedding. And Bruce and Barbara went to Santa Barbara for the weekend. So . . .”

To Cole’s relief, Olivia took hold of the squealing Wyatt and began to rock him. “So, why didn’t you summon Leo?”

“I don’t know. I guess I just forgot about him!” Harry retorted, as he handed a large shoulder bag to Cole. “How often do I summon Leo? Besides,” he grunted, as he placed a folded pram inside the penthouse, “I figure it would be hard to find him, considering the whole Elder gig. There.”

Frowning, Olivia asked, “How did you know where to find me?”

“I tried your apartment, downstairs. I figured that if you weren’t here, I’d take Wyatt to the dentist with us.”

Cole retorted, “Why didn’t you take him with you, anyway?”

“And have to deal with both Paige and him? Oh.” Harry reached inside his jacket pocket for a slip of paper and handed it to Cole. “This has my cell phone number. And Piper’s, in case you can’t reach me. So, uh . . . I’ll be back, later.” He turned away.

“Wait!” Cole cried out. “You expect us to baby-sit . . . this . . . this . . . uh, kid?”

Harry flashed him a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. Olivia has done some babysitting before. Right Livy?” His older sister glared at him. “Anyway, I better get Paige to that dentist as soon as possible. Bye!” He rushed toward the elevator and entered, before Cole and Olivia could do or say anything further.

———–

Back inside the penthouse, Wyatt’s cries filled the living room. Cole glared at him. “Why is he crying?”

Olivia sighed, as she continued to rock the baby. “I don’t know, Cole. Maybe he’s having abandonment issues. I’m not a tele . . .” An empty bottle materialized in Wyatt’s small hands. “Oh. I guess he’s hungry.”

Cole stared at the bag filled with Wyatt’s belongings, in his hands. “You don’t really expect me to make baby formula . . . or milk . . . or whatever, do you?”

“No, I don’t. I’ll do it.” Olivia placed Piper’s son in Cole’s arms. “You can hold him, instead.” The infant continued to cry. “Rock him up and down,” she ordered. “Gently. And I’ll take this.” She removed the bag from Cole and headed toward the kitchen.

As Olivia had instructed, Cole began to rock Wyatt in his arms. At first, it seemed that his efforts might be in vain. The baby continued to cry, while squirming in Cole’s arms. Another five minutes passed before the tears subsided. Wyatt’s cries became gurgles, as he stared at the half-daemon with wide, curious eyes.

“Hey there, partner,” Cole murmured. He eased into a nearby chair. “You’re finally getting used to me. Huh? You know, the way you’re staring at me reminds me of your dad. Well, when we used to get along. God, how long ago was that?” Cole continued to rock the infant. “Did you know that I almost had a son, myself? Yep. He would have been at least a few months older than you. Of course, I was possessed at the time, when he was conceived. Sometimes, I . . . I wonder sometimes if . . .” The half-daemon sighed. “Never mind. I guess it’s best that we put the past behind us.”

Wyatt gurgled once more and grabbed a fistful of Cole’s T-shirt. Then he began chewing on said shirt. Cole smiled. “Getting hungry there, are we? Let’s see if Olivia has that bottle of milk ready.” He carried the infant into the kitchen, where Olivia hovered over the stove. “Is the milk ready? Wyatt is beginning to mistake my shirt for food.”

Olivia rolled her eyes. “It’s almost ready. She removed the bottle from a small saucepan. After a brief wait, she dabbed the bottle’s content on her wrist. “Just to make sure that the milk isn’t too hot.”

Cole glanced down at Wyatt, who continued to chew on his T-shirt. “Is it ready now? I don’t think I’ll have a shirt left, within the next half hour.”

With a sigh, Olivia walked over toward the pair. “Here you go, Wyatt,” she said in a singsong voice. “Here’s your widdle milk. Poor thing. You must be very hungry. Huh? Does Wyatt want his milk? Here we go! Choo-choo!” Cole stared at her in disbelief, as she plopped the bottle’s nipple into Wyatt’s hungry mouth. Then she looked up at Cole, before a horrified expression appeared on her face. “Oh God! I sound just like Phoebe whenever she uses that ridiculous baby voice! What’s the matter with me?”

Cole’s eyes watched Olivia rush out of the kitchen in a fit of horror. Then he returned his gaze to Wyatt, who had also been staring at the redhead. The half-daemon and the half-whitelighter’s eyes regarded one another. Cole sighed. “Partner, women are a curious breed. Even after a century, I still don’t understand them.” He regarded the infant with a sympathetic smile. “And you’re going to find out, for yourself. One day.”

Wyatt’s blue eyes blinked, as he continued to guzzle from the bottle.

END OF PART 1

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“CHARMED” RETROSPECT: (6.17) “Hyde School Reunion”

 

“CHARMED” RETROSPECT: (6.17) “Hyde School Reunion”

”Hyde School Reunion” is an episode from Season Six of the TV series, ”CHARMED” (1998-2006). It is viewed as controversial by many fans of the show. I wish I could say that its controversy revolved around any innovative storytelling. I wish I could say this . . . but I cannot. Because ”Hyde School Reunion” is without a doubt one of the worst ”CHARMED”episodes to air on television.

In this episode, Phoebe (Alyssa Milano) inadvertently cast a spell – written in her high school yearbook – that allowed her wild personality from her “troubled” adolescent to take over her. And this all happened at her tenth high school reunion. At the same time, Piper (Holly Maries Combs) is trying to figure out why Chris (Drew Fuller), who had recently been revealed as her son from the future, has been avoiding her. She recruits the help of her dad Victor Bennett (James Read) to delve into the big mystery. In the end, Piper and Victor learned that Chris is wary of Piper’s presence, because she is destined to die fourteen years in the future. Ugh. Also, Chris is being hunted by Scabber demons. As for Phoebe . . . oh God, it resulted in one big mess.

In a nutshell, younger Phoebe or ”Freebie” – as one of her old schoolmates had nicknamed her – wrecked havoc with magic by plotting the escape of an old classmate named Rick Gittridge (Rodney Rowland) from jail. When Rick realized that his former classmate can use magic, he wants her – namely Phoebe – to help him rob an armored car. I would loveNOT to go into details of how this all unfolds. Must I? Must I do this? Sigh! I suppose I must. Anyway, the other two Halliwells whisked Phoebe back to the Manor before she could do anything about Rick. When she returned to Rick, Phoebe learned that one of her old school mates, Ramona, is missing. Rick had kidnapped her to secure Phoebe’s help. They robbed an armored car, but Phoebe cast a spell upon Rick, making him believe that the cops are almost upon them. They fled back to the Manor, where Rick ended up insisting that Phoebe give him a new face before he tells her where Ramona is. Paige appeared and Phoebe suggested that the younger sister give Rick Chris’ face. Chris – who is being hunted by Scabber demons. Rick ended up pleased – until the Scabber demons show up and killed him.

The positive aspects of ”Hyde School Reunion” came in the subplot involving Chris, Piper and Victor. Although I could not understand why Chris could warn his grandfather to stop smoking in order to avoid emphysema and prevent Paige from being killed by Titans (see ”Oh Goddess!” from late Season 5), prevent Wyatt from turning evil, yet could not warn his mother that she will be dead in fourteen years for fear of changing the timeline? What the hell? What saved this subplot were the performances of Chris Fuller, Holly Marie Combs and James Read.

Unfortunately, the major plotline for ”Hyde School Reunion” revolved around Phoebe’s high school reunion and her messy little ”flashback” to her adolescent past. There was so much wrong with this story that I had to make a list:

*Phoebe graduated from high school in 1994? In 1994, she was eighteen, going on nineteen. What happened? She had to repeat a grade?

*Alyssa Milano and Rose McGowan’s outfits at the reunion – questionable. Poor Rose looked as if her jacket was made from the fur of a dead animal that had the bad luck to be dyed in a garish turquoise blue. Alyssa’s boobs looked as if they threatened to pop out any minute. Even worse, her nipples are so obvious that they seemed toshout at the television screen.

*In the previous episode, ”The Courtship of Wyatt’s Father”, Leo finally managed to boink Piper and plant baby Chris in her. Yet, in the following episode – namely this one – Piper is “months” pregnant. How many months had passed between the two episodes? I realize that Holly Marie Combs was pregnant at the time, but talk about ill timing!

*Why do nearly every Halliwell sister either seemed to possess that hideous hairstyle that consisted of long hair and bangs, braces or all? Do you think I am exaggerating? Take a gander at the photos below –

Prue transformed back to her seventeen year-old self in “Be Careful What You Witch For”

Piper’s high school yearbook photo in “Coyote Piper”

Phoebe’s high school yearbook photo in “Hyde School Reunion”

Paige transformed back to her seventeen year-old self in “A Paige From the Past”

*Phoebe wrote a poem in her high school yearbook . . . that turned out to be a spell? My God, how lame!

*How is it that one of Phoebe’s old gym teacher, Miss Hickok, has no idea that Phoebe is now a famous columnist, whose mug is plastered on billboards all over San Francisco?

*I realize that in this episode, Freebie has adult Phoebe’s powers. Could someone please explain how she learned how to use magic? Please? Adult Phoebe knew nothing of magic until she was two months shy of her 23rd birthday? How did adolescent Freebie suddenly learn how to cast a spell and turn her old classmates into teenaged Neanderthals? Hell, the only magic that Phoebe knew around 22 and 23 were the old ”The Power of Three will set us free” chant and her premonitions, over which she had (and possessed) no control.

*Chris, who is the son of a chef, had no idea what mutton was? Being a vegetarian is no excuse. Unless mutton no longer exists in the 2020s.

*Why were Scabber demons after Chris? That story plot had evaded me.

*Could someone PLEASE explain how Freebie managed to shapeshift Rick, who was disguised as a guard, back to his old self with a flick of her wrist? HOW? Even adult Phoebe lacked this ability. She would have had to use a spell or chant to do this. Shapeshifting was not one of her psi abilities.

*Between the time Piper and Paige had teleported Phoebe from the warehouse to the Manor and back took less than a minute. How did Rick managed to tie up Todd – another Freebie classmate – and hide Ramona in that short space of time?

*Why didn’t Phoebe simply use a spell to coerce Rick into revealing where he had hidden Ramona . . . instead of aiding him in his so-called crime spree?

The major faux pas of ”Hyde School Reunion” centered around the death of Rick Gittridge. Many fans have commented on certain acts surrounding the unfolding events. One, why did Paige fail to teleport orb the shotgun from Rick’s hand? Two, why did Phoebe suggest that Paige turn Rick’s face into Chris’ face before Rick could verify where he had hidden Ramona . . . so that the Scabber demons would go after him? Why did she not do the dirty deed, herself?

Some member of a ”CHARMED” message board once commented that this entire scene lacked sense because as ”good witches”, the Charmed Ones would have never set up a human to be killed by demons. I say . . . bullshit to that! The Halliwells have proven in the past how murderous and self-righteous they could be. How many times has Prue – believing to be wronged – allowed her temper to get the best of her? In “P3 H2O”, a very self-righteous Phoebe had accused Sam Wilder – Mommy Dearest’s whitelighter and Paige’s dad – of failing to save Patty before the latter was killed by a water demon. Paige was stupid, murderous and self-righteous enough to attempt to kill Cole when he had finally given up on getting Phoebe back in ”Centennial Charmed”. ”Mortality Bites” is a prime example of how murderous and self-righteous the Halliwells can be. I will tell you exactly what really bothered me about ”Hyde School Reunion”:

Phoebe: How do we know you’re telling the truth?

Rick: You don’t. Now, my face. Make it different. Heartbreaking, charming, young.

(Phoebe gets an idea.)

Phoebe: You know, I’m thinking maybe you should use our nephew for inspiration.

Paige: “Who you were, you’re now another, take the face of Wyatt’s brother.”

(Rick turns into Chris. He looks in the mirror.)

Chris: Yeah, I like it. This’ll work.

Paige: Pheebs, watch out, this could get messy. (Phoebe and Paige hide behind a wall. Three Scabbar demons appear in the room. Rick shoots at them but doesn’t harm them. They spit the green acid goo at Rick which melts him to nothing. The demons disappear. Phoebe and Paige come out from behind the wall.) You okay?

Phoebe: Yeah.

Paige: You know you had to, right?

Phoebe: I know.

She had to? Phoebe had to give Chris’ face to Rick, knowing that her nephew was being hunted by Scabber demons? Why was it necessary for Phoebe to set Rick up to be murdered? Who in the fuck approved this episode? Oh yes, some joker named Brad Kern. If he is still producing television, the son-of-a-bitch should give up and take up a profession that suits his lack of talent. Moron. And I wonder if Alyssa Milano and Rose McGowan had expressed concerns about what Phoebe and Paige did to Rick. If they did not, they should be ashamed of themselves.

This episode truly ranks as among the worst of the series’ eight year history. Honestly. And the fact that it climaxed into the murder of a human, thanks to the scheming of two of the three major characters really sticks in my craw. But what really pisses me off about ”Hyde School Reunion” is that Kern actually believed that the viewers would sit in front of a television set and accept that Phoebe and Paige’s murderous act was ”necessary”, is an insult not only to my intelligence, but to the intelligence of the series’ many other viewers and fans.

“SUNSET” (1988) Review

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“SUNSET” (1988) Review

Bruce Willis and James Garner co-starred in this period piece murder mystery about famous Western movie star Tom Mix and former Old West lawman Wyatt Earp solving a case in 1929 Hollywood. Written and directed by Blake Edwards (“PINK PANTHER” and “VICTOR/VICTORIA”), the movie was based upon Rod Amateau’s novel of the same title.

The movie begins with studio boss Alfie Alperin (Malcolm McDowell) assigning Tom Mix to star in a movie about Wyatt Earp and the Gunfight at the O.K. Corral. He even hires Earp to act as the film’s technical adviser. The two legends become good friends before getting caught up in a real case that involved prostitution, corruption and the murder of a Hollywood madam. And Alperin’s step-son Michael (Dermot Mulroney) becomes the police’s main suspect. Alperin’s wife and Michael’s mother Christina (Patricia Hodge) recruits Earp (an old flame) and Mix to help her son by finding the real killer.

Let me be frank. “SUNSET” is at best, a mediocre film. It is filled with cinematic clichés, plot twists that either do not make any sense or come off as predictable, and some rather bad dialogue. Surprisingly, one of the worst offenders turns out to be Bruce Willis. I am not accusing him of bad acting. On the contrary, I believe that he gave a pretty damn good performance. Unfortunately, Willis was forced to deal with some pretty atrocious dialogue, thanks to writer/director Blake Edwards. Honestly . . . the poor man came off sounding like a California surfer circa 1985, instead of a Hollywood cowboy from the 1920s. Perhaps if Edwards had refrained from including the term “dude” into Mix’s dialogue, Willis could have emerged from the movie unscathed.

However, Willis was not the only cast member who suffered in this movie. The director’s daughter, Jennifer Edwards, did not fare any better as Victoria Alperin, Alfie’s sister. Poor Ms. Edwards. A year later, she would give a wonderful performance as a ditzy secretary in the 1989 remake of the 1950s television classic, “PETER GUNN”. But in “SUNSET”, her Victoria Alperin seemed even more out of place in this 1920s tale than Willis’ Tom Mix. Her performance struck me as petulant and unnecessarily brittle. I could not help but think she would have fared better in a guest appearance on “MIAMI VICE” as the brittle wife of some drug dealer or corrupt businessman. Honestly. Actor Joe Dallesandro portrayed Dutch Kieffer, a take on the famous gangster, Dutch Schultz. Granted, he did a competent job in adding menace to the character. Unfortunately . . . his demeanor seemed more suited to a character in something like “BARETTA” or “STARSKY AND HUTCH”. Like Ms. Edwards, he seemed even more out of place in this movie than Willis. But the one person who truly seemed out of place in “SUNSET” was character actor M. Emmet Walsh. Poor Mr. Walsh. He had the bad luck to portray the chief security officer of Alperin Studios, Marvin Dibner. If there was one character who seemed unnecessary to the story, it was him. Honestly, his character could have easily been deleted. Instead of creating another addition to his gallery of interesting supporting roles, poor Mr. Walsh popped up in every other scene, wearing a dumb expression.

Fortunately, “SUNSET” could boast some good, solid performances. Despite some of the bad dialogue dumped on him, Bruce Willis had the good luck to be teamed with James Garner. Between Garner’s earthy performance as the legendary lawman and Willis’ cocky take on the famous Western star, the pair managed to create an electrifying screen team. Kathleen Quinlan made a nice addition to the cast as the sly and humorous Nancy Shoemaker, one of Alperin Studios’ publicists. Mariel Hemingway had been nominated for a Razzie Award as Worst Supporting Actress for her role as the daughter of the murdered madam. This nomination merely confirmed my belief that the Razzie Awards are full of shit. I thought Hemingway gave a good, solid performance and had a nice chemistry with Garner. Richard Bradford, fresh from his role in 1987’s “THE UNTOUCHABLES”, gave a convincingly venomous portrayal of a corrupt cop named “Dirty” Bernie Blackworth . . . despite some questionable dialogue. Patricia Hodge and Dermot Mulroney portrayed Christina Alperin and her son, Michael. They gave competent performances, but I found nothing memorable about them. And of course, there was Malcolm McDowell portraying Alfie Alperin, the movie comedian-turned-studio head. It is obvious that Alperin is based upon Hollywood icon Charlie Chaplin. I can only wonder if Chaplin was as cruel and sadistic as the Alperin character. Thankfully, McDowell did not use the character’s negative traits as an excuse for an over-the-top performance. His Alfie Alperin came off as warm, clever, charming and most importantly, quietly menacing.

Plot wise, “SUNSET” turned out to be another one of those murder mysteries set in Old Hollywood. And yes, it was filled with the usual clichés and name droppings. I would reveal the killer’s identity, but I suspect that anyone with a brain would guess within forty minutes into the story. Or make a close guess. The only difference from this Hollywood mystery and others was that the two investigators turned out to be famous figures and not some Los Angeles detective or minor studio employee. Speaking of Earp and Mix, many film critics pointed out that the two had never met in real life. As it turned out, they did meet and Mix had served as a pallbearer at Earp’s funeral. Talk about an egg in the face. However . . . Earp did pass away two months before the movie’s setting. And Mix was at least seventeen years older than Willis’ true age during the movie’s production.

If there is one aspect about “SUNSET” that I must commend, it is the film’s artistic designs. Patricia Norris beautifully re-captured the 1920s in her Academy Award nominated costumes. Hell, I could say the same about Richard Haman’s art direction, Marvin March’s set decorations and especially Rodger Maus’ production designs. Thanks to these four artisans,“SUNSET” fairly reeked of the slightly corrupt gloss of late 1920s Hollywood.

“SUNSET” is such a mediocre film that there are times I wonder why I like it. Some of the characters seemed out of place in the 1929 setting. M. Emmet Walsh was practically wasted in his role as a studio security chief. The movie was filled with some atrocious dialogue. And to be honest, the plot came off as so predictable that it almost seemed easy to pinpoint the killer’s identity. So why did I bother to watch this movie? Why did I bother to purchase a used VHS copy of the movie, several years ago? Despite its obvious flaws, I rather like “SUNSET”. Willis and Garner literally lit up the screen as a charismatic duo, McDowell made a fantastic villain and the movie did feature some witty dialogue. But most importantly,”SUNSET” was drenched in a late 1920s setting thanks to such work from artisans like Rodger Maus’ production designs and Patricia Norris’ costumes.

Scotch Egg

Below is an article about the British snack known as Scotch Egg:

 

SCOTCH EGG

When I first learned about the dish known as Scotch Egg, I had assumed that it had originated in Scotland. Silly me. Basically a snack, the Scotch Egg is usually served at picnics or inside pubs. Today, the Scotch Egg can be found at supermarkets, corner shops and motorway service stations throughout Great Britain. Here in the United States, they can be found at British-style pubs and eateries. They are usually served with hot dipping sauces such as ranch dressing, hot sauce, or hot mustard sauce.

Many food historians claim that the exact origin of the Scotch Egg is unknown. Many believe that it might be a descendant of a form of the Mughlai dish called “nargisi kofta”. However, the London Department store, Fortnum & Mason, claims it was inspired by the “nargisi kofta” and invented the Scotch Egg in 1738.

The recipe for the Scotch Egg first appeared in the 1809 edition of Mrs. Rundell’s 1806 cookbook, “A New System of Domestic Cookery”. Mrs. Rundell and later 19th-century cookbook authors usually instructed their readers to served the Scotch Eggs hot and with gravy.

Below is a recipe from the Allrecipes.com website:

Scotch Egg

Ingredients

1 quart oil for frying

4 eggs

2 pounds pork sausage

4 cups dried bread crumbs, seasoned

1 cup all-purpose flour

4 eggs, beaten

Preparations

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Heat oil in deep-fryer to 375 degrees F (190 degrees C).

Place eggs in saucepan and cover with water. Bring to boil. Cover, remove from heat, and let eggs sit in hot water for 10 to 12 minutes. Remove from hot water, cool and peel.

Flatten the sausage and make a patty to surround each egg. Very lightly flour the sausage and coat with beaten egg. Roll in bread crumbs to cover evenly.

Deep fry until golden brown, or pan fry while making sure each side is well cooked. Bake in the preheated oven for 10 minutes.

Cut in half and serve over a bed of lettuce and sliced tomatoes for garnish. If mustard is desired it looks beautiful over this.

“In the Wake of Valhalla” [PG-13] – 1/1

“IN THE WAKE OF VALHALLA”

RATING: PG-13 Adult language.
SUMMARY: Olivia McNeill learns about the Charmed Ones experiences in Valhalla, and its effect upon Darryl Morris. AU response to “The Valhalley of the Dolls”.
FEEDBACK: – Be my guest. But please, be kind.
DISCLAIMER: The Charmed Ones, Leo Wyatt, Darryl Morris and Cole Turner belong to Constance Burge, Brad Kern and Spelling Productions. The McNeills are thankfully, my creations.
NOTE: The story picks up about three weeks after “The Half-Blood Demon”

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“IN THE WAKE OF VALHALLA”

Flight 910 from Miami, Florida landed at the San Francisco International Airport without a hitch. Nearly twenty minutes later, the flight’s passengers – among them, Olivia McNeill – disembarked and made their way into the airport terminal.

The moment Olivia entered the terminal; she rushed straight into the arms of the tall, dark-haired man who waited for her. “Hey! Welcome back,” Cole murmured, before covering her mouth for a long kiss.

Once the couple’s lips parted, Olivia gazed warmly at her lover. “Wow! That’s a hell of a greeting, considering that we last saw each other only three nights ago. When you popped up in Miami.”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder,” Cole replied before planting another kiss on Olivia’s mouth. “Even after three days.”

Olivia chuckled, as she and Cole linked arms and strolled out of the Delta Airlines lounge. After they picked up her luggage, Cole beamed them all back to her apartment. While she began to unpack, Olivia asked if anything had happened since they last saw one another.

“Not much,” Cole replied. “Your mother purchased a new restaurant. Which means that the Golden Horn is now completely in Bruce’s hands. I haven’t heard from Darryl in the past three days. Some radio station had hosted some kind of beach party in honor Phoebe’s work at the BAY-MIRROR. I was invited, but I wasn’t interested. Besides, I didn’t want to deal with your old ‘buddy’, Jason Dean, who was.” The half-daemon winced slightly.

“Jason’s not . . .” Olivia broke off, realizing that she was about to contradict herself. “Never mind.”

Cole continued, “Harry and Paige went on another date.”

“Did they go to Phoebe’s beach party?” Olivia asked, as she removed a pair of pants from her suitcase.

Chuckling, Cole replied, “Oh no. Both of them managed to avoid it. By the way, Leo’s back. And Piper’s no longer acting like a Stepford wife.” Just before her trip to Miami, Olivia’s former whitelighter had disappeared. Not even Natalia Stepanova, one of Leo’s colleagues and now a friend of Olivia’s, had no idea of his whereabouts.

Olivia glanced up. “Piper and Leo are back together?”

“Nope. He’s still an Elder in the Whitelighter Realm.” Cole frowned. “Leo thinks that Chris was responsible for his disappearance.”

“What?”

Looking slightly amused, Cole added, “That new whitelighter. According to Paige, Leo thinks that Chris had arranged for him to be trapped in Valhalla.” His amusement disappeared. “Of course, I don’t blame Leo for his suspicions. Ever since I met Chris, I’ve had this feeling that he doesn’t like Leo. And for personal reasons.”

Olivia stared at the half-daemon. “You too? I’ve always wondered what he has against Leo.” She paused, as she removed the last item from her suitcase. “You know, there’s also something familiar about him. About Chris, I mean. I just can’t put my finger on it.” Then she added, “Did you say . . . Valhalla?”

Cole shook his head. “I don’t know all the details, but Paige told me that Leo believes that Chris had arranged for him to be trapped in Valhalla. You know, I had the feeling that Paige was holding something back. Even Harry seems to think so. Oh, by the way . . .” Cole paused and gave Olivia a knowing look. “Phoebe has a third power.”

Olivia removed her suitcase from her bed. “Oh really? What is it?”

“Empathy. I’m sure I don’t have to describe what that means.”

With a sigh, Olivia said, “Oh God. I can just see her reading people’s feelings left and right. And broadcasting her knowledge. Looks like the Halliwells have a Deanna Troi in their midst. Must be a bitch for her to control it.”

“According to Paige, Phoebe has started using meditation to control it.” Cole added, “But she’s also considering a potion to prevent her from reading everyone else’s emotion. Harry plans to refuse the potion. He thinks she should stick to meditation. And not broadcast everyone’s emotions out loud.”

Olivia smirked. “Good for Harry.” She glanced at Cole. “What about you?”

The half-daemon sighed. “I’ve been avoiding her. Which hasn’t been that difficult, considering how we had parted nearly a month ago. And that’s all the news for the week. You have any more trips to Miami planned?”

“Probably two more. The next one won’t happen until January, I think. Or February. Or maybe later.”

“Good.” Cole stood up and drew Olivia into his arms. “I don’t think I like sharing you with the U.S. Justice Department. Even for a few days out of several months.”

Sliding her arms around Cole’s neck, Olivia murmured, “I heartily agree.” Then she sighed with pleasure before lowering her mouth upon Cole’s.

———-

The following morning, Olivia arrived at her place of work – one of San Francisco’s many police stations. A member of her squad, Scott Yi, was among the first to welcome her back. “Well, look who’s here!” he crowed. “Hail the conquering heroine!”

Olivia rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about?”

“Your testimony against Alexis Gurov, of course! Looks like the bastard will finally be spending some time behind bars.”

Snorting with derision, Olivia added, “Yeah, but for how long? He’s just a local businessman. Do you really think the Federal courts will give him a stiff sentence?”

Scott replied, “A local businessman . . . with ties to a Columbian drug cartel headed by Manny Serrano? Gurov may not have previous record, but the Feds – thanks to you – have him on some serious shit. You bet they’ll give him a stiff sentence.”

Olivia sniffed. “I’ll bet you ten bucks that his sentence won’t be that severe.” She paused. “By the way, I heard the news. About the Leung brothers’ arrests. Good work.”

The younger inspector dismissed Olivia’s praise with a shrug of his shoulders. “It was nothing. Well . . . the arrest wasn’t all that difficult.” He paused and glanced around the squad room. Then he summoned Olivia with his finger. She walked over to his desk. “Listen, something happened to Darryl after he had arrested George Leung. I don’t know what, but I think it had something to do with those three witches who are friends of his. The Halliwells?”

“Did anyone else find out?” a concerned Olivia asked.

Scott indicated the closed door on the left side of the room. It led to Captain McPherson’s office. “Darryl is with the captain, right now. Giving him a verbal report on the arrest.” Scott paused. “I don’t know how to describe this. Some strange women dressed like extras from “HERCULES” and “XENA” had appeared out of nowhere and attacked us. Darryl got hurt. So did one of the Leung brothers. I think the Halliwells managed to take care of them. But Darryl . . .” Scott broke off, as McPherson’s door opened.

Darryl walked into the squad room. As he strode toward his desk, he glanced up and noticed Olivia standing near Scott’s desk. “Hey, welcome back,” he greeted with less than his usual enthusiasm. “How was Miami?”

Olivia exchanged a brief glance with Scott, before she joined her partner at his desk. “Not bad. Pleasant weather, except for a little rain during the last two days. No major hurricanes, thank goodness.” She settled in the chair, next to Darryl’s desk. “Scott tells me that the squad managed to arrest the Leung brothers.”

Flashing a wan smile, Darryl replied, “Yeah. Just a bunch of cops doing their jobs.” He paused. “I supposed that Scott told you about me being attacked by those women.”

“Yeah, he did.” Olivia paused to peer closely at her partner. “How did you explain it to McPherson?

With a sigh, Darryl revealed that he told Captain McPherson a story about the squad encountering a female biker gang, dressed up in costumes, the night they had arrested the Leungs. “Hey, this is San Francisco. Anything can happen. Of course, the Captain was a little pissed that we didn’t arrest any of the women, but he seemed willing to let it slide. Especially since we have the Leung brothers behind bars.”

“Is that what you and the Captain were talking about? Those women?”

Darryl curtly replied, “No.” Olivia stared at him. Then, “I mean . . . we were discussing a new case. You’ll find a copy of the file on your desk.”

Olivia stood up. “Oh. Okay. At least everything ended well.”

Darryl focused his eyes upon the contents on his desk. “Yeah. Just peachy keen.”

Her partner’s acerbic tone led Olivia to ask, “Darryl? Is there something else wrong?”

He glanced up with dark eyes that looked blank. Emotionless. “I’m fine,” he replied innocently. “By the way, have you bought Stefan Kostopulos’ shop, yet?” Darryl referred to an antiquity shop in the downtown area that had been the scene of a murder, nearly two months ago.

“Not yet. I have to get it appraised. Why?”

A sigh left Darryl’s mouth. “Nothing. Just wondering. Don’t forget the file on your desk.”

Olivia replied, “Yeah, I’ll get on it, right away.” She sat down behind her desk and opened the file. The latter provided general information on the murder of a nightclub owner named Brad Everett. A quick glance at her partner told Olivia that he seemed perturbed about something. And sooner or later, she will find out. After all, she can be patient.

———-

Later that afternoon, Olivia parked her BMW into an available space not far from the Halliwell manor. Before her trip to Miami, she had lent one of her favorite blouses to Paige. And now she wanted it back.

After climbing out of her car, Olivia climbed the manor’s stoop and rang the doorbell. She did not have long to wait before Piper Halliwell opened the front door. “Olivia,” the other witch greeted with mild surprise. “I didn’t know that you were back in town.”

“Didn’t Paige say anything?” Olivia replied. “Harry knew. I guess I had assumed that he would tell her.”

Piper stepped back and allowed the redhead to enter the manor. “So, when did you get back?”

Olivia said, “Yesterday evening. Cole picked me up from the airport.”

“I’m surprised that he didn’t give you a lift all the way from Miami.”

With a shrug, Olivia explained that the Justice Department had provided plane tickets and hotel reservations to her precinct. “I would have had a hard time explaining how I had traveled from Miami to San Francisco, without using the tickets they had provided.” She glanced around the living room. “Uh, is Paige home?”

“Yeah. Just a minute.” Piper turned toward the staircase and bellowed, “Paige! Olivia is here!” The redhead winced from the volume.

Soon, footsteps on the staircase announced the appearance of the youngest Charmed One. She greeted the visitors with a friendly, “Hey! When did you get back?”

“Yesterday,” Olivia said with a mild frown. “Didn’t Harry tell you?”

“I guess he forgot.” A sly smile curved Paige’s lips. “So, how was the ‘Land of the Great Boob Job’? Meet any plastic surgeons?”

Olivia rolled her eyes in disgust. “More than I care to count. I may have encountered more plastic surgeons than can be found in Beverly Hills and Switzerland, combined. One of them tried to get both Cole and me to sign up as patients.”

“Cole?” The middle Charmed One appeared in the living room. “He was in Miami?”

Olivia struggled to maintain a friendly smile. “Hi Phoebe. Yeah, he had dropped by to see me at least twice. The last time was about three days ago.”

“Oh.” Phoebe’s face assumed a pleasant mask. “Well . . . it’s nice to have you back.”

“Thanks.” Olivia literally had to force the word out of her mouth. She turned to Paige. “By the way, do you have my blouse? You know, the one I had let you borrow before my trip?”

Paige sighed. “You want it back.”

Olivia smiled. “If you don’t mind.”

“Be back in a minute.” Paige raced upstairs.

Meanwhile, Olivia found herself alone with the other two Halliwells. Unfortunately. With a polite smile fixed on her face, she asked Piper, “How are you feeling?”

“Huh?” Piper blinked.

“Well, before I had left, you were acting a little strange. Like one of the Stepford Wives. You seemed . . . well, normal right now.”

Piper sighed. “Oh yeah. Uh, Leo had . . . cast this little spell on me. Something to ‘take away my pain’. Only . . .” She paused. “Only, it took away a lot more.”

“Like your personality?” Olivia suggested. Piper frowned. “Honey, you were almost part of the Borg Collective. Did Leo . . .?” Olivia hesitated. “Did you know that he was going to cast that spell?”

Piper groaned. “Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I knew he was going to cast it. In fact, I had given him permission to do it.” One of Olivia’s brows formed an arch. “Yeah, I know it was a stupid thing to do, but I was so desperate . . .” She gave Olivia a shrewd look. “You still haven’t forgiven him for that spell Paul Whatshisname had cast, haven’t you?”

Olivia stiffened. “No, I haven’t.”

“Oh. Okay.”

Phoebe added, “You’re going to hold a grudge against Leo forever?”

Olivia stared at Phoebe. “Let’s see. Should I continue to hold a grudge against Leo . . . who had recruited a fellow witch to violate my mind with a spell so that I could murder Cole in cold blood? Hmmm . . . why not? I don’t recall Leo expressing any remorse for his actions, as of the moment. Do you? He probably still believes that he had done the right thing.”

“But still, can’t you . . .?”

At that moment, Paige appeared downstairs with Olivia’s lime green blouse. “Here you go.” She handed the item to the redhead . . . very reluctantly. “Can I hold on to it, a little longer?”

“Nope,” Olivia replied with a smile. “If I did, I probably won’t ever see it again. Why don’t you buy one for yourself?”

Paige rolled her eyes. “Yeah right. And give up one-sixth of my weekly income?”

“Put it on layaway.” Olivia draped the blouse over her arm. “Anyway, I’ll see you all later.” As she started toward the front door, a thought came to her and she paused. “By the way, Cole told me about your little adventure in Valhalla, to rescue Leo. How did you manage to get there in the first place?”

Both Paige and Phoebe exchanged wary looks. “What do you mean?” the latter asked.

Olivia closely eyed the pair. “How did you get to Valhalla? What do you think I meant?”

“We had disguised ourselves as those warrior women, of course,” Paige answered.

“Valkryies?”

The youngest Charmed One nodded. “Yeah. That’s it.”

Recalling her knowledge of the Valhalla myth, Olivia added, “But in order to reach Valhalla as a Valkryie, you would have to arrive with the soul of a warrior. Or something like that. And since Leo was already there . . .” She paused. “Did you use Chris’ soul? I’m surprised that he would allow you to use his soul, considering . . .” She shook her head. “Never mind. I guess Chris had allowed you to use his soul.”

Paige’s dark eyes widened. “Uh . . . no. No, but he did help us with . . . with those Valkryies. When they ended up here.”

“Yeah. Darryl told me about his encounter with one or two of them.” Olivia paused. “But how . . . I mean, how were you able to enter Valhalla without a warrior’s soul?”

Paige hesitated. “Well . . .”

Piper spoke up. “What are you two being shy about? I thought you had used Darryl’s soul to get us into Valhalla.”

Olivia’s eyes narrowed. “Darryl’s soul? He never said anything about that. You mean that he had actually volunteered his soul to help you save Leo?”

“Why do you find that so hard to believe?” Phoebe demanded. “We had to use Darryl’s soul to enter Valhalla. End of story. Right Paige?”

The youngest Charmed One remained silent. A dark suspicion entered Olivia’s mind. Darryl’s distant behavior. Paige and Phoebe’s evasiveness. It all seemed to be adding up. “Wait a minute. Darryl did volunteer to help. Right?”

Piper shrugged. “I don’t know. I was half-zonked, thanks to Leo’s spell and Paige’s counter spell.”

Olivia turned to Paige and Phoebe. “Well?”

An exasperated huff escaped from Phoebe’s mouth. “This is ridiculous! Why are you giving us the . . .?”

“All right!” Paige cried out, interrupting her sister. “Phoebe and I did ask Darryl for his help, but he refused. Okay? So we . . .” She hesitated. “We took his soul anyway, using a potion. But Darryl didn’t seem to mind after it was all over. He even said so. Although I think that being attacked by one of those Valkryies in this plane bo . . .” Her voice died down under Olivia’s horrified expression. “What?”

“Oh my . . . Oh my God!” Olivia cried out in disbelief. “You took his soul? My God! No wonder Darryl was acting strange, today!”

Shaking her head, Phoebe demanded, “What do you mean? Paige said that Darryl was only bothered by the Valkryies’ attack. Why are you making such a big deal about Darryl’s soul? Okay, we took it without his consent. But everything came out okay in the end.”

Olivia regarded Phoebe with pure disgust and contempt. “Wha . . . what in the fuck are you doing? Why are you standing there, making excuses? Do you have any idea of what you two had done?”

Paige’s face grew paler. “C’mon Olivia! We had no choice! Don’t you think that you’re . . .”?

“Making a big deal out of it?” Phoebe finished. “I think so. Yes, we took Darryl’s soul without his consent. We didn’t like it, but it was necessary. How else could we get into Valhalla and rescue Leo?”

“Rescue Leo? For crying out . . .” The redhead glared at the two sisters. “I don’t know whether to regard you two as stupid, or just a pair of truly callous fucks! Are you listening to yourselves? You took Darryl’s soul without his permission! Don’t you understand? You had violated his body and spirit . . . and now you’re making excuses! You know what? In our circle, that’s called psychic rape!”

A mixture of discomfort and annoyance flitted across Phoebe’s face. “Okay. Now, you’re really exaggerating.”

“No Phoebe, I’m not! Why do you think I’m pissed off at Leo? Why do you think I had asked Piper if she had given him permission to cast that spell on her? You and Paige had used magic on an innocent man! A close friend, for crying out loud! Without his consent! Magic that had caused him harm! Hasn’t that penetrated that fuck-addled brain of yours, yet?”

A wide-eyed Phoebe stared at the red-haired witch. “I . . . but Darryl . . .”

“Oh yes! Darryl!” Olivia retorted derisively. “He quickly forgave you for that whole pile of shit you had dumped on him, didn’t he?” Shaking her head in disbelief, she added, “Does that mean it’s okay to easily dismiss what you had done? And by the way, Darryl is pissed off about what happened. He’s just keeping it to himself, because as usual, he doesn’t want to rock the boat!”

Phoebe shot back, “But it was for the greater . . .”

“Oh spare me that ‘greater good’ bullshit!” Olivia shot back. “That’s the same excuse that Leo had used for getting Paul to cast that spell on me. Nothing – and I mean nothing in the world can excuse what you had done to Darryl. So what if Leo was trapped in Valhalla! That did not give you the right to steal Darryl’s soul! Who in the fuck do you think you are to play God with someone’s life like that?”

The two younger Charmed Ones exchanged uneasy looks. “I . . . I guess we should talk to Darryl,” Paige murmured. “Again.”

“Oh gee, you think?” Olivia heaved a sigh and shook her head. “Goddess! I’m out of here. I’ll see you all later.” She shot the two Charmed Ones one last dark look. “Maybe.” Then she turned her heels and marched out of the manor in disgust.

———

The doorbell to the Morris residence rang. Darryl reluctantly tore his gaze away from the computer screen and stood up. “I’ll get it!” he cried to his wife, who was busy inside the kitchen, washing dishes. He made his way to the front door and opened it. Outside stood two of the Charmed Ones – Phoebe and Paige. He struggled to maintain a friendly countenance. “Ladies! What are you doing here?”

After a long pause, Paige replied, “Hey Darryl. Uh . . .” She glanced uneasily at Phoebe. “Uh, how are you?”

Darryl frowned. “Fine. What’s this visit about?”

Again, the two sisters exchanged glances. Phoebe sighed. “Listen, Olivia had told us that you weren’t in a good mood, today. And after we told her about what happened in Valhalla . . .”

“. . . she figured out why,” Paige finished. “Why you weren’t . . . in a . . . good mood.” She looked away.

Darryl stiffened. The last thing he wanted to discuss or even think about was Valhalla. Today had been bad enough, when Olivia had mentioned it. “What do you mean?” he coolly asked.

Phoebe cried out, “Oh God! You are pissed about what happened! Aren’t you? I can feel it!”

“Phoebe . . .”

“Why didn’t you say something, Darryl?” the middle Charmed One continued.

The question turned out to be the last straw for Darryl. “Hey, I have a question. Why did you do it, in the first place?” he snapped. “Why did you use that potion on me?”

“We needed to get Leo . . .”

Darryl interrupted, “Why didn’t you simply call for that new whitelighter of yours? Chris! I mean, if you needed a soul that badly! Why pick me?”

“You were . . .” Paige’s voice dropped to a murmur, “. . . convenient.”

Convenient. Darryl could not help but shake his head at the irony of it all. He had to admit that the word best described his relationship with the Halliwells. Sure, they had treated him as a friend. A close friend, at that. But they have also treated him as a “convenient” lap dog, whenever they found themselves in trouble with the law. But this last incident – ripping out his soul from his body without his permission . . .

“You know what Paige?” Darryl finally said. “If that’s all I am to you – convenient – why are we continuing this friendship?”

Phoebe sighed. “Darryl . . .”

“No Phoebe. Let me finish.” Darryl paused, shaking his head. “Maybe I should have been more honest about my feelings. About what you had done to me – ripping out my soul and leaving my body in that alley. But what you had done wasn’t the act of a friend. Considering all I had done for you during the past four years. It hurts. In fact, I could have ended up dead, thanks to you.”

Paige took a deep breath. “We understand, Darryl. We really do. And I’m sorry about what happened. Very sorry. Right Phoebe?”

The middle Charmed One lowered her eyes and mumbled. “Yeah. We didn’t . . .” A sigh left her mouth. “We didn’t mean to hurt you.”

Nodding his head, Darryl said, “Yeah, okay. I’ll accept this apology. For once. But the next time . . . I don’t know.” He started to turn away. “Well, goodnight.”

“No late night coffee?” Paige asked with a hint of desperate humor.

Darryl stared at her. “Not tonight. I have work, tomorrow. Maybe some other time.”

“Oh.” Paige glanced away.

Phoebe gave the police officer a strained smile. “Well . . . goodnight.”

“Bye.” Darryl closed the door, unable to prolong the strained visit any longer.

———–

Wednesday morning dawned when Darryl arrived at the precinct twenty minutes later than usual. Olivia greeted her partner with a frown. “Wow! This is unusual. Darryl Morris, late for work?” The police lieutenant smiled at his partner, before placing a white envelope on her desk. “What’s that?”

“A thank you present,” Darryl replied. He sat down behind his desk. “For giving me the opportunity to remove my head from my ass. Phoebe and Paige had paid me a visit, last night.”

“Oh.” Olivia nodded. “Glad to help. Even if you should have told them how you really felt, in the first place.”

With a sigh, Darryl leaned back against his chair. “Yeah, well I don’t even know why I had said nothing. I guess I was just relieved that I had survived the whole thing.” He paused. “And maybe I didn’t feel like rocking the boat. After all, I’ve been a friend of the family for a long time. Besides . . . I don’t think they’ll do something like this, again.”

Olivia merely rolled her eyes.

Darryl frowned at his partner. “What?”

“It’s amazing that after . . . what? Four years? Five? I just find it odd that after knowing them for so long, you still don’t understand them.” Olivia shook her head. “I’ve known the Halliwells a lot longer . . . especially their grandmother and Prue. They’re the type of people who believe in their own goodness. Or at least want to. And people like that have a habit of causing misery for what they believe is the greater good. They usually have a hard time believing that what they are doing is wrong. Or if they do realize it, they usually ignore it in their minds.”

“Look, I think you’ve got them all wrong. They’ve done a lot of good over the past several years. And just because they did this one thing . . .”

“Darryl? Have you forgotten what they had done to Cole?” Olivia gave her partner a hard stare. “They killed him when he was possessed by the Source. They had jumped to the conclusion that he had deliberately chosen evil. They didn’t even bother to wonder how he had become the Source in the first place. Look at what Leo had done to me. He still refuses to admit that what he had done was wrong. And if I hadn’t said something about what happened to you, they would have dismissed the whole matter without another thought. They believe that just because they fight on the side of ‘good’ and are‘protectors of the innocent’, they have the right to do whatever is necessary . . . for the greater good. Without bothering to consider the consequences. They’ve always had trouble accepting responsibility for their actions.” A dark scowl appeared on Olivia’s face. “Prue was like that. So were her mother and grandmother. They all still believe that Victor Bennett was solely responsible for the breakup of his marriage, despite the fact that Patty had never bothered to tell him that she was a witch before their marriage. Or that she was . . . emotionally playing around with her whitelighter, before it became physical. They’re incapable of taking responsibility for their actions.”

Darryl shot back, “And you think this means they’ll do something else in the future?”

“I don’t know. But there’s a good chance.”

Shaking his head, Darryl replied, “No. No, I think they had learned . . .”

A sigh left Olivia’s mouth. “Darryl? Why don’t you simply pin a sign on your ass that reads ‘KICK ME’ or ‘DOORMAT’, every time you see them? Personally, I have nothing against a little selfishness every now and then. But that . . . family has redefined the word. Haven’t you noticed that when someone causes harm or pain to someone else close to them, they can be so fucking unforgiving? Like they were to Victor and Cole? And yet . . . when they harm someone – whether that person is close or not – they expect immediate forgiveness. Trust me. Just yesterday, Phoebe was criticizing me for not forgiving Leo.”

“So what are you saying?” Darryl demanded. “I should keep my distance?”

Olivia shook her head. “No, Darryl. But I think you should show a little more self-respect, the next time. Don’t make it so easy for them to get away with their actions.”

“What do you mean . . . the next time?”

“Hel-lo? Have we forgotten what Andy had went through, just before his death?” Darryl stared at Olivia. She nodded. “Yeah, I knew. Hell, Andy had known about my family ever since Bruce’s last year in high school.”

Darryl shook his head in disbelief. “Jesus!”

Olivia continued, “Remember the trouble that Internal Affairs had put him through over four years ago, because of his association with Prue? Have you forgotten how you almost became persona non-gratis with the department, while covering their asses after his death? And after all that, they steal your soul.” Her mouth formed a humorless smirk. “Trust me, sooner or later, they’re going to fuck you over . . . again. The question is – are you going to lie down and accept it? Or not?”

Darryl contemplated Olivia’s last question. And came to the disturbing realization that he did not have an answer.

THE END

“BRIDGE OF SPIES” (2015) Review

“BRIDGE OF SPIES” (2015) Review

Several years ago, I read an article in which Steven Spielberg had expressed a desire to direct a James Bond movie. It has been over a decade since the director had made this comment. And as far as I know, he has only directed two movies that had anything to do with spies – the 2005 movie “MUNICH”, which co-starred the current Bond actor, and his latest film, “BRIDGE OF SPIES”.

Like “MUNICH”, “BRIDGE OF SPIES” is a spy tale with a strong historical background. Based upon Giles Whittell’s 2010 book,“Bridge of Spies: A True Story of the Cold War”, the movie centered around the 1960 U-2 Incident and the efforts of attorneyJames B. Donovan to negotiate the exchange of U-2 pilot Francis Gary Powers for the captured Soviet spy Rudolf Abel – whom Donovan had unsuccessfully defended from charges of espionage against the United States. Although Whittell’s book focused upon a larger cast of characters involved in the U-2 incident and the famous spy exchange, the screenwriters – Matt Charman, along with Joel and Ethan Coen – and Spielberg tightened their focus upon Donovan’s role in the incident.

It occurred to me that in the past fifteen years, I can only think of five Steven Spielberg-directed movies that I have truly liked. Five out of eleven movies. Hmmmm . . . I do not know if that is good or bad. Fortunately, one of those movies that I managed to embrace was this latest effort, “BRIDGE OF SPIES”. I enjoyed it very much. I would not rank it at the same level as “MUNICH” or“LINCOLN”. But I thought it was a pretty solid movie for a director of Spielberg’s caliber. The latter and the movie’s screenwriters made the intelligent choice to focus on one particular person involved in the entire incident – James B. Donovan. If they had attempted to cover every aspect of Whittell’s book, Spielberg would have been forced to release this production as a television miniseries.

Yet, “BRIDGE OF SPIES” still managed to cover a great deal of the events surrounding the shooting of Powers’ U-2 spy plane and the exchange that followed. This is due to the screenwriters’ decision to start the movie with the arrest of Rudolf Abel in 1957. More importantly, the narrative went into details over the arrest, the U.S. decision to put Abel on trial, their choice of Donovan as his attorney and the trial itself. In fact, the movie covered all of this before Powers was even shot down over the Soviet Union. The screenwriters and Spielberg also went out of their way to cover the circumstances of the arrest and incarceration of American graduate student Frederic Pryor, who was vising his East Berlin girlfriend, when he was arrested. And that is because the writers had the good sense to realize – like Whittell before them – that the incidents surrounding the arrests of both Abel and Pryor were just as important as Powers being shot down by the Soviets.

What I best liked about “BRIDGE OF SPIES” was its ambiguous portrayal of the nations involved in the entire matter – the United States, the Soviet Union and the German Democratic Republic (East Germany). No country was spared. Both the United States and the Soviet Union seemed bent upon not only projecting some image of a wounded nation to the world. Both engaged in sham trials for Abel and Powers that left a bad taste in my mouth. And the movie portrayed East Germany as some petulant child pouting over the fact that neither of the other two countries were taking it seriously. Which would account for that country’s vindictive treatment toward Pryor. And neither the U.S. or the Soviets seemed that concerned over Pryor’s fate – especially the U.S. Watching the movie finally made me realize how the Cold War now strikes me as irrelevant and a waste of time.

As much as I enjoyed “BRIDGE OF SPIES”, the movie seemed to lack a sense of urgency that struck me as odd for this kind of movie. And I have to blame Spielberg. His direction seemed a bit . . . well, a bit too relaxed for a topic about the Cold War at its most dangerous. Many might point out that “BRIDGE OF SPIES” is basically a historic drama in which anyone familiar with the U-2 incident would know how it ends. Yet Both “MUNICH” and “LINCOLN”, along with Ron Howard’s “APOLLO 13” and Roger Donaldson’s 2000 film, “THIRTEEN DAYS”, seemed to possess that particular sharp urgency, despite being historic dramas. But for“BRIDGE OF SPIES”, Spielberg’s direction seemed just a tad too relaxed – with the exception of a few scenes. One last problem I had with “BRIDGE OF SPIES” was the ending. Remember . . . this is Steven Spielberg, a director notorious for dumping a surprising layer of saccharine on an otherwise complex tale. This saccharine was on full display in the movie’s finale sequence that featured Donovan’s return to the United States . . . especially the scene in which he is riding an El train to his home in the Bronx and his family’s discovery of his activities in Eastern Europe. It was enough saccharine to make me heave an exasperated sigh.

Speaking of Donovan’s El Train ride back to his neighborhood, there was one aspect of it that I found impressive. I must admit how cinematographer Janusz Kamiński, a longtime collaborator of Spielberg’s since the early 1990s, allowed the camera to slowly sweep over Donovan’s Bronx neighborhood from an elevated position. I found the view rather rich and detailed. In fact, Kamiński provided a similar sweeping bird eye’s view of the Berlin Wall and the two “enclaves” that bordered it. Another aspect of the movie’s production values that impressed me were Adam Stockhausen’s production designs. I thought he did an outstanding job in re-creating both New York City and Berlin of the late 1950s and early 1960s. And his work was ably assisted by Rena DeAngelo and Bernhard Henrich’s set decorations; along with the art direction team of Marco Bittner Rosser, Scott Dougan, Kim Jennings and Anja Müller.

The performances featured in “BRIDGE OF SPIES” struck me as pretty solid. I thought Amy Ryan, Alan Alda, Jesse Plemmons, Michael Gaston, Will Rogers and Austin Stowell did great work. But for my money, the best performances came from lead Tom Hanks, Mark Rylance, Dakin Matthews and Sebastian Koch. Dakin Matthews has always been a favorite character actor of mine. I have always found his performances rather colorful. However, I would have to say that his portrayal of Federal Judge Byers, who seemed exasperated by Donovan’s attempt to give Abel a fair trial, struck me as a lot more subtle and effective than many of his past roles. Sebastian Koch gave a very interesting performance as East German attorney Wolfgang Vogel, who seemed intensely determined that his country play a major role in the spy swap and not be cast aside. Superficially, Tom Hanks’ role as James Donovan seemed like the typical “boy scout” role he had especially became known for back in the 1990s. And in some ways, it is. But I really enjoyed how the actor conveyed Donovan’s increasing disbelief over his country’s questionable handling of Abel’s trial and his sense that he is a fish-out-of-water in a divided Berlin. However, I feel that the best performance came from Mark Rylance, who gave a deliciously subtle, yet entertaining portrayal of Soviet spy Rudolf Abel. What I liked about Rylance’s performance is that he did not portray Abel as some kind of stock KGB agent, but a subtle and intelligent man, who seemed clearly aware of the more unpleasant side of both American and Soviet justice.

I might as well be frank. I do not think I would ever regard “BRIDGE OF SPIES” as one of Steven Spielberg’s best movies. I thought the movie lacked a sense of urgency and sharpness that nearly robbed the film of any suspension . . . despite it being a historical drama. But, I still believe it was a first-rate film. I also thought that Spielberg and the movie’s screenwriters did a great job in conveying as many details as possible regarding the U-2 incident and what led to it. The movie also featured a first-rate cast led by the always incomparable Tom Hanks. Overall, “BRIDGE OF SPIES” proved that Spielberg has yet to lose his touch.

Favorite Moments in MARVEL Movies and Television

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Below is a list of my favorite moments featured in Marvel movies and television: 

FAVORITE MOMENTS IN MARVEL MOVIES AND TELEVISION

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1. “Spider-Man 2” (2004) – After a brutal fight with Doc Ock on top of a Manhattan El Train and saving the train’s passengers, an exhausted Spider-Man aka Peter Parker is unmasked by the latter in what I regard as the most poignant moment in any Marvel production.

 

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2. “The Avengers” (2012) – During its fight against invading Chitauri troops, director Joss Whedon gave audiences an iconic shot of the newly formed Avengers, before they continued the battle.

 

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3. “Iron-Man 3” (2013) – Iron Man aka Tony Stark saves the surviving passengers and crew of Air Force One in this breathtaking sequence, using aerodynamics, one of his Iron Man bots and his brains.

 

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4. “The Wolverine” (2013) – In this exciting sequence, the Wolverine aka Logan battles members of the Yakuza on top of a Tokyo bullet train, as he tries to prevent them from kidnapping the granddaughter of a recently deceased businessman that he had briefly met at the end of World War II.

 

 

5. “Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D” (1.20) “Nothing Personal” – Agent Phil Coulson rescues his kidnapped subordinate Skye aka Daisy Johnson from HYDRA agents, who had hijacked the fallen agency’s C-17 plane, known as “the Bus”, with his sports car called “L.O.L.A.”.

 

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6. “Captain America: The Winter Soldier” (2014) – While staving off rogue HYDRA agents in Washington D.C., Captain America aka Steve Rogers has a brutal hand-to-hand fight with the assassin known as “the Winter Soldier”. Best fight scene in any Marvel production … at least for me.

 

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7. “Iron Man 3” (2013) – In this hilarious scene, Tony Stark finally comes face-to-face with the “terrorist” known as “the Mandarin”, who proves not to be what many had assumed.

 

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8. “The Hulk” (2003) – The opening credits of the 2003 movie featured the chilling efforts of Dr. David Banner to create super soldiers by introducing modified DNA sequences extracted from various animals to strengthen the human cellular response. This sequence gives me the chills whenever I watch the movie.

 

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9. “X2: X-Men United” (2003) – The second movie in the “X-MEN” franchise featured an exciting attack by a brainwashed Nightcrawler aka Kurt Wagner on the White House, in an attempt to assassinate the U.S. President.

 

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10. “Captain America: The Winter Soldier” (2014) – S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Nick Fury is attacked by HYDRA agents and the assassin known as “the Winter Soldier” on the streets of Washington D.C.

 

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11. “Iron Man 2” (2010) – S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Natasha Romanoff aka the Black Widow fights off security guards at Justin Hammer’s factory in order to prevent Ivan Venko from using James Rhodes in the War Machine suit from killing Tony Stark aka Iron Man.

 

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12. “Ant-Man” (2015) – Scott Laing aka Ant-Man attempts to infiltrate the new Avengers headquarters for a particular device, and has an unexpected encounter with Avenger Sam Wilson aka the Falcon.

 

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13. “Iron Man 3” (2015) – An Extremis enhanced Pepper Potts saves Tony Stark from villain Aldrich Killian by killing the latter.

 

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14. “Captain America: The First Avenger” (2011) – The recently enhanced Steve Rogers is recruited by a U.S. senator for a war bonds tour in this colorful montage, after the former is rejected by Colonel Chester Phillips when the super soldier formula is lost.

 

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15. “Thor” (2011) – Recently cast out from Asgaard by his father Odin, a now mortal Thor struggles to free himself from a hospital’s personnel before he is eventually drugged in this very funny scene.

 

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16. “Guardians of the Galaxy” (2014) – A group of extraterrestrial misfits uses one of the Infinity stones to defeat Kree supervillain Ronan the Accuser, who is bent upon destroying the Nova Empire’s capital city, Xandar.

 

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17. “Captain America: The First Avenger” (2011) – In this emotionally sad scene, S.S.R. Agent Peggy Carter gives in to tears, when communication with Captain America aka Steve Rogers is cut short, after he forces a HYDRA plane with deadly weapons into the Atlantic Ocean.

 

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18. “Spider-Man 3” (2007) – Another sad scene features Spider-Man aka Peter Parker and Mary Jane Watson grieving over the dead body of their friend, Harry Osborn aka New Goblin, after the latter is skewered by villain Venom aka Eddie Brock.

 

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19. “Agent Carter” (1.07) “Snafu” – S.S.R. Chief Roger Dooley jumps to his death in order to save the lives of his subordinates from the bomb device that had been strapped to his body.

 

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20. “The Hulk” (2003) – Ang Lee directed this bizarre scene featuring the death of former military officer Glenn Talbot, after the Hulk aka Bruce Banner escapes from a military base.

 

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Honorable Mention: “The Amazing Spider-Man 2” (2014) – Director Marc Webb directed this heartbreaking sequence in which Gwen Stacy falls to her death, after Spider-Man aka Peter Parker fails to save her from Harry Osborn aka the Green Goblin.