Showing posts with label abby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label abby. Show all posts

Monday, September 21, 2009

neeeeeeigh

When Abby leaned over a critically injured Victor and said, "I love you, Daddy," I have expected her to add, "and I love all the stuff you buy me, especially my million dollar horse! ByyyyyE!" Why is Abby's acting ability suddenly D.O.A.? When she first came on the show, she was really good. When she told Jack off the other day, she was really bad. Seriously. Bad. Everything was ranted in a rather monotone, whiny voice, instead of with emotion.

I thought the female doctor on today's (Monday) show was excellent, although I can't believe they didn't bring Olivia back for that scene. I was beginning to think she was the only doctor on staff.

Interesting how neither Nick nor Victoria shed any tears today. Paul's scenes, on the other hand, were much better than they had been. None of that weird ass finger pointing and no melt down scenes in which he ended up looking like Munch's model for The Scream.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

more observations on Wednesday's show

I seriously doubt the hospital would let Cane schlep that newborn baby around all day as if she were a toy. And when he wasn't handling it, Jill and Esther were.

Soooo, Victor is suddenly no longer Abby's father? Weird now that works. She seemed to consider him her father when she accepted that overpriced million dollar horse.

Hard to tell who the bigger jerk is: Neil, for not stopping that kiss or Tara, for telling a newly married man that she was in love with him. And Karen? HELLO?! Why did you freaking sneak out without ripping them BOTH a new asshole?!

Friday, June 20, 2008

here comes the bride...yet again

How in the world did Newman family and friends work up any enthusiasm for the wedding of a man who has been married SEVEN times with two invalid marriages to boot? A total of TEN trips down the aisle? He's worn the damn thing out already.

Poor Sabrina was forced to ask Jana to be in the wedding because there was no one else, not unlike Victoria asking Phyllis to be godmother because again, no one else.



I know this wedding was thrown together on the fly, but could they have found an UGLIER, PLAINER dress for the flower girls?










From the second she tried it on, I kept wanting to push that damn "right sleeve" up into place. Then I realized it was suppose to droop like that. That would drive me nuts!