Sunday, November 13, 2011
Boardwalk Empire No. 20: Two Boats and a Lifeguard


By Edward Copeland
Before delving into this week's episode overall, I feel that we should first take time out to say our final farewell to the great actor Tom Aldredge who died after a long struggle with cancer July 22 at 83. Tonight's episode contains Aldredge's last appearance on Boardwalk Empire as Ethan Thompson, father of Nucky and Eli, as well as the last performance he gave anywhere. He appeared as Ethan in four episodes, twice this season and twice last year. He played Hugh DeAngelis, father of Carmela Soprano, in 23 episodes of The Sopranos and, beyond the ethnic and era differences, the gulf between these elder paternal characters couldn't have been more stark. It's a shame we couldn't have explored Ethan Thompson more, to gain insight into Nucky and Eli's psychological traumas, but cancer is an unforgiving bitch, just as it robbed us too soon of Nancy Marchand's remarkable Livia Soprano. A man of the theater with frequent television and film work, many recognized Aldredge from his roles easier than they could name him. His prognosis wasn't good, so wisely his final episode involves Ethan's death. I said it when I wrote my long appreciation at the time of his death, but I'll say it again: Rest in peace, Mr. Aldredge. You were a very talented man.
As for this week's episode, it is quite a step up from last week's mess — though I have discovered the series committing its first anachronism, though people involved with the series beg to differ. It doesn't reach the glorious highs of some of this season's best episodes such as "Gimcrack & Bunkum." In fact, that episode's director and one of the show's many executive producers, Tim Van Patten, directs this episode as well while series creator and executive producer Terence Winter writes his first episode since the season premiere. Both men received much of their pre-Boardwalk TV training on The Sopranos and though I didn't compare it in my criticisms of "Peg of Old" last week, I read many commenters who complained that the Owen-Margaret hookup seemed too similar to Furio and Carmela. (I wouldn't go there simply because Furio and Carmela went unrequited and never admitted their attraction to each other, only to third parties.) This week though, I almost got worried that they were falling into Sopranos tricks — and not the great stuff — out of some sudden desperation when tonight's episode opened with Nucky having an odd dream sequence, which always were the worst parts on The Sopranos. I can happily report it's a very brief part of an otherwise fine episode and neither talking fish nor Annette Bening wash up on the Atlantic City beach in 1921. Steve Buscemi saves this outing though I have to admit that it didn't play as well on a second viewing. Its big twist turns out to be a great one, though I question the need for a new storylines popping up with four episodes left in the season. It's also disappointing to see Michael Shannon follow such a breakthrough week for Van Alden (in an admittedly mediocre episode) seem to lose ground this week.

It's obvious almost immediately that we're in a dream since we start with Nucky looking healthy in the Ritz's elevator while its operator (Andrew MacAlarty) whistles a nondescript tune. Thompson may have only been shot in the hand last week, but we would have had to have made a huge leap in time for him to seem that OK that fast. Besides, faintly in the background we can hear a baby's crying echo as well. Then the elevator operator says, "Some fight, huh?" Nucky asks, "Which fight?" The young man replies, "Dempsey-Carpentier." Nucky looks puzzled. "That fight hasn't happened yet," Nucky tells him. The baby can still be heard crying as the elevator man opens the door and

When Nucky does become alert again, he finds his hand being treated by Dr. Surran in his bedroom. Surran notices Thompson's jerk between conscious and unconscious worlds and asks if he's OK. "Sorry. Been having trouble sleeping," Nucky tells him. "That's not surprising," Surran says as he continues to remove the old bandage from Nucky's hand. Nucky gazes at his wound once Surran completes the removal of the wrapping and comments with a chuckle, "Stigmata." Surran emphasizes to Nucky the need to keep the wounded hand protected. "Not many people shaking it these days," he tells the doctor. "Slow all over I suppose," Surran replies. "Seems you're busy though," Thompson notes with a face indicating that he's been stewing about something for awhile. "How's the Commodore doing?" Surran shakes his head and says quietly, "Nucky." His patient's reply comes at a higher volume. "Nucky my ass! When were you planning to tell me about the stroke?" he demands to know. Surran tries to offer the doctor-patient confidentiality privilege as the reason for his silence, but Nucky isn't going to accept ethical rules as an excuse. "You know what's another privilege — the ability to sell medicinal alcohol. That license I got you, the one that puts an extra grand in your pocket every month, that's a privilege too, Carl — one that I could very easily take away," Nucky threatens. Surran apologizes and Nucky starts to continue when Margaret interrupts to ask the doctor if he can look in on Emily when he's done. The little girl is warm and has no appetite. "Don't forget who your friends are, Carl," Thompson reminds him.
As always, it is nonstop bustle at Eli's house with kids running up and down the stairs, through the halls and around the dining table where June calmly tells one young son that he's "trying my patience." She's trying to corral them to the table for a meal — and having little luck so Eli, his father and some of the children already have started, Another interruption proves a bit more jarring when slightly older son Michael (Charlie Plummer) comes in and announces, "Dad, there's someone who needs to see you." Eli asks what he wants but the visitor steps into the room to answer that question. "Sheriff Thompson," says Halsey, the clerk from Esther Randolph's office. "Who the hell are you?" Eli's father Ethan asks. "My name is Dick Halsey. I'm a clerk with Esther Randolph's office," Halsey replies. Eli acts as if he doesn't know who Randolph is and maybe he doesn't, but Halsey explains that she's the assistant U.S. attorney. "Right. Sure," Eli responds. "What's the matter?" an increasingly curious and agitated Ethan wants to know. "It's alright, Pop," Eli assures his dad. "I left several messages with your office," Halsey tells Eli. "Of course you did. It's tourist season. We've got crowds of people at conventions," Eli offers as an explanation. Halsey removes a document from his suit pocket. "Sheriff Thompson, this is a subpoena calling for your testimony pursuant to an ongoing investigation," Halsey informs Eli. "That's a subpoena," Ethan says with alarm. "What kind of horse shit is this? You come to my goddamn house," Eli declares, rising from the table. "You son of a bitch," Ethan adds. "I could have arrested you. A subpoena is a professional courtesy," Halsey tells Eli. "Get the hell out of here," Eli shouts, grabbing the clerk by his suit jacket and forcing him out the door. At the same time, Ethan starts grabbing at his chest. "Grandpa!" Michael yells. Eli runs back to the room and takes Ethan's face in his hands. Farewell Ethan and, more importantly, Tom Aldredge.

An unseen Jimmy yells to Angela to pick up the ringing phone. Since the ringing continues unabated, he steps out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and answers it. "Princeton, it's me," Capone says on the other end of the line. Jimmy expresses relief that Al finally has called and asks why he's been ducking him. "I don't owe you money and I sure as shit ain't scared of ya, so why the hell would I be duckin' you?" Capone laughs. "Four messages until you ring me back — what do you call that?" Darmody inquires. Al claims he's been busy and asks what Jimmy wants. "An explanation. Your friend from Chicago is in the fuckin' morgue," Jimmy responds. "God

"Ninety-nine point eight," Surran announces as little Emily Schroeder's temperature as mother Margaret watches closely as does Owen from the doorway to the room. At the very back of the shot, you can see her brother Teddy eating at the table. It is a supremely composed shot by Van Patten. "Call me if it spikes, but I highly doubt that it will," the doctor tells Margaret. "Something she ate perhaps," her mother suggests as a cause as Katy enters the room. "She ran herself ragged at the lake on Sunday," the maid shares. "There's a bug going around. Nothing to worry about," Surran assures them as he puts his medical gear away and departs. Nucky enters the room suddenly from the right side of the frame and walks past Sleater, who's drinking a cup of coffee, and tells him to get the car. Owen hands

Van Alden gazes at baby Abigail in her wicker crib then looka at his watch. Someone knocks on the door. "Come in. Ingrid, is it?" Nelson says to the woman (Christiane Seidel). "Sigrid," the Swedish lady corrects him. Nelson takes her suitcase and shows her in which bedroom both she and Abigail will sleep. He also gives Sigrid a quick tour of the apartment, including the Victrola, pointing out that it's a VV-80 — "the latest model." "Very nice. I love to sing songs," Sigrid says. "Do you have any questions?" Nelson asks. "What is to be the salary?" Sigrid inquires. "Room and board, meals provided, and an additional 18 dollars a month," he answers. She says that's suitable. "You do understand that it is seven days a week," Nelson emphasizes. "I must require some time to myself," Sigrid insists. Van Alden ponders for a moment then says, "Sundays once a month, but all the child's meals must be prepared in advance." She accepts that ridiculous work schedule. As Nelson prepares to leave, Sigrid asks if he doesn't wish to kiss the baby goodbye. The sweetness that was so touching last week seems to have evaporated, even when Nelson removes his hat and gives Abigail a little peck on the forehead.
Arnold Rothstein examines a horse in a racing stable. "We maintain those odds and he's a late entry — it's a little unorthodox, but there's nothing illegal about it," Rothstein tells the trainer he's talking to who dressers very similarly, down to the bowtie. "Says the spider to the fly," the trainer (Robert Dorfman) replies. "You've been known to spin webs yourself, my friend," Rothstein smiles. Lansky and Luciano

"Tax evasion, bid rigging, embezzlement of county funds, graft, gambling, prostitution, various and sundry Volstead Act violations," Ginsburg reads the list of federal complaints Esther Randolph has brought against Nucky. "What? No fare beating?" Nucky asks sarcastically. "We can amend the complaint further," Chief Investigator Lathrop informs him. "You're like an onion, Mr. Thompson, the more layers we peel…" Miss Randolph comments. "I prefer to think of myself as an artichoke and for the record those charges are baseless," Nucky interjects. This situation puts the viewer in an interesting quandary, which I've thought about most of this season. We know that Boardwalk Empire will be coming back for a third season. We know that Nucky is the show's main character, so it's unlikely to turn into a prison drama. At the same time, viewers realize Thompson committed most of the crimes that he has been accused of by the prosecutor, though our feelings are mixed because we know this all started with the Commodore's scheme and we dislike him. Are


Angela sits on the beach with Tommy and she doesn't look happy, given what she overheard Jimmy saying on the telephone. A beach matron (Moira Driscoll), actually referred to as "copettes" and who tended to dress as beachgoers not as a prim and proper lady as this woman does, says to the woman relaxing near Angela to "pull it down, sister." The young woman (Kristen Sieh) wearing a one-piece maroon bathing suit doesn't know what the stern woman in the hat means. "Your skirt's too short," the matron tells her. "Too short for what?" the sunbather asks. "It's the law, lady. The bottom of the skirt shall be no higher than seven inches above the knee," the Beach Patrol's enforcer informs her. "They actually measure," Angela tells her beach neighbor. "What kind of town is this?" the one-piece wearing woman inquires. "I'll write you a summons and you can find out,"

"Now it's my fault," Jimmy says to his mother. "Success has many fathers, dear. Failure is an orphan," Gillian tells him. This is something I found odd about tonight's episode. What I've always loved above everything else on Boardwalk Empire is its love of language and its way with words. This episode practically bursts at the seams with the use of well-worn clichés, so much so that after I watched it the first time, I decided that in the recap, I would keep a running tally accompanied (when possible) with a link to the phrase's origin. CLICHÈ TALLY: 1. The total didn't add up as high as I thought it would but I think it felt that way because two come in the same scene later. The Commodore's butler Langston shows in Manny and Mickey. Jimmy greets his Philadelphia acquaintance who gives him a big bear hug in front of the big dead bear. "There's the boychick," Horvitz says, pinching Jimmy's cheek. He spots Gillian and leaps to the natural but incorrect conclusion. "The lovely wife?" For neither the first nor the last time in his life, the close age difference and relationship between Jimmy and Gillian gets explained. "His mother actually, but thanks though," Gillian responds. "Such a maiden," Manny comments, then kisses her hand. "James is right — you're quite the charmer," Gillian compliments him. "He's a good boy," Manny tells her. "I'll leave


Looking quite contemplative, Nucky sits drinking at home listening to Alma Gluck's famous 1915 recording of James Bland's "Carry Me Back to Old Virginny." In case you don't read the complete biography of Alma Gluck I've linked to above, one interesting fact: Her son is the actor Efrem Zimbalist Jr., best known as star of the TV series The F.B.I. that aired 1965-1974 and who will turn 93 on Nov. 30. Margaret comes in and tells Nucky that Emily finally has fallen asleep, then sits in the chair next to him and takes his unwounded hand. "I'm sorry about your father," she tells him. "People die," Nucky says rather matter-of-factly. "Is that all you'll say?" she asks. "What would you prefer?" Nucky responds with a quizzical look. "It's not that just," Margaret begins to say more but Nucky speaks first. "I pretend all day, Margaret. Must I pretend with you too?" he inquires. "No," she replies. They continue to hold hands in silence for a few moments until Margaret asks, "So what's to become of us? Your meeting with the prosecutor." Nucky sighs. "She knows about you, about us, my various other dealings," he tells her. Their handclasp breaks as he moves a newspaper from his lap to the table between them and retrieves his drink. "Will you be goin' to jail then?" Margaret asks. "I don't know," he admits. "Will I?" Nucky puts the glass back down and reaches over to grasp Margaret's hand once again. Honestly, this scene of pure conversation plays so much more romantically than that drawn-out seduction scene between Owen and Margaret last week. "Of course not. Don't be silly. You've done nothing wrong, Margaret. I'll let nothing happen to you," Nucky pledges. "Those are two different things," she remarks. "Is it worth it, all this? How long can you push your luck before you're killed?" she puts the big question before him and their hands part again. "So I

Jimmy walks into his bedroom at the beachhouse to find Tommy napping. Through the open window, he sees Angela sitting outside, smoking a cigarette. He limps outside to join her. "You smokin' now?" he asks. "Now?" she replies. "I mean you didn't smoke before," Jimmy says. "Why'd you marry me, Jimmy?" Angela wants to know. "Because I love you," he tells her. "Is that what you tell yourself?" Angela probes. Jimmy turns and looks annoyed. "That's what I just told you." Angela has yet to look at Jimmy, keeping her gaze on the water. "It isn't true," she says, causing Jimmy to turn and stare with that mixture of annoyance and bafflement again. "I could ask you the same question," Jimmy tells her. She looks as if she's thinking about it for a moment. "Because we have a child together, it's what society expected from me. Because you kept pushing it," Angela offers as an answer. "That's romantic," he responds as he sits in the chair next to her, his head bowed. "It's honest, Jimmy. All I'm asking is the same of you," she tells him. "I haven't lied to you, Angela," Jimmy insists. "You haven't told me anything. You go out — I don't know where. You come home all hours, sometimes days later with blood on your


Nucky's distinctive blue Rolls pulls into the building housing the Atlantic City Armory, Soldiers march in drills while two others look over boxes of weapons. One of the Guardsmen (Clark Carmichael) tells Nucky that his guests are waiting inside. "I need a favor. In a few minutes or so, the Feds are going to show up here looking for me. I'm being tailed, You tell them I was here but then I left with Eddie," Nucky instructs the Guardsman and hands him a tip. "Sure thing," he replies. "You expecting an attack?" Nucky comments, seeing all the weapons, including machine guns, in the open crates. "Surplus made for the war. I've got three thousand of them down in the cellar," the Guardsman informs Nucky, then turns to Eddie. "Who knew your Kaiser would chicken out so soon?" No — 3,000 extra Tommy guns lying around, Don't imagine that's going to be a plot point, especially with an Irish revolutionary working for Nucky and still seeking out traitors? That's just a coincidence that it's being mentioned I'm sure. winkwinknudgenudgeknowwhatimean Nucky heads to his meeting and Eddie returns to the Rolls muttering "asshole" under his breath. When Nucky gets inside, he finds Johnny Torrio and Arnold Rothstein. He thanks them for coming and apologizes for the surroundings. "Better we do this in private," Rothstein observes. "How can we help, Nuck?" Torrio asks. "You can start by getting the pissants who work for you in line," Nucky suggests. Torrio looks puzzled. "Vito Scalercio,"

Van Alden and Sawicki grab a standing lunch at a vendor on the Boardwalk. Nelson asks for the check, but the waiter (Happy Anderson) tells him it's on the Armory. "Beg your pardon," Van Alden says. "Policemen eat free," the waiter tells him. "We're federal agents and that's against regulations," Van Alden informs him then looks at Sawicki as if he's waiting for a response. "That's right," Sawicki agrees. "Just being neighborly," the waiter tells them as he writes up the bill. "Malum in se," Nelson intones, looking upward. "Sir?" Sawicki says, puzzled. "It's Latin. It means evil in and of itself," Nelson explains. "Like murder," Sawicki suggests. "Precisely. Whereas malum prohibitum is a wrong prohibited by statute," Van Alden elaborates. "Us accepting a free lunch," Sawicki says. "Correct. Or people selling whiskey," Van Alden states. "You might say that," Sawicki then drinks his coffee. "I might. And what might you say?" Van Alden inquires. "May I speak freely?" Sawicki asks. Van Alden tells his fellow agent that he expects nothing less. "When I first joined the bureau, I was convinced what we were doing was right, but after awhile seeing how it's harder and harder to enforce the law," Sawicki admits without completing the thought as he's interrupted by Van Alden who says they should be going. Nelson picks up the check, looks at it and then crumples it into a ball and leaves it on his plate.
It probably had to happen at some point, but I believe I've caught Boardwalk Empire committing its first anachronism, though the behind-the-scenes folks say it was purposeful. You decide. Angela and her new friend Louise are walking into a party in a house way out on the beach as a song plays. The song is "Big Bad Bill (Is Sweet William Now)," an oft-recorded tune that's been covered by artists as diverse as Judy Garland, Merle Haggard and Van Halen. It was written by the songwriting team of Jack Yellen and Milton Ager and is performed here by Spencer Moses, whom we'll run into at the party later, & Vince Giordano & The Nighthawks. As soon as they are inside, Louise pours Angela and herself a drink. "Do you know these people?" Angela asks looking around at the crowd. "They're performers mostly, locals," Louise answers. The problem with that song playing is that Yellen & Ager copyrighted it in 1924 while the series still takes place in the summer of 1921 when it's heard. Now, the people who make Boardwalk Empire say that they were aware of the


Margaret holds and rocks a halfway dozing Emily as she, Nucky and Teddy play The World’s Globe Circler, a board game created in the late 19th century and based on Jules Verne's Around the World in 80 Days. Teddy lands on Southampton and asks his mother where that is. "England. It's where you make the big trip across the ocean," Margaret tells her son. "Did you go there, Mama?" Emily awakens enough to ask. "I did, dear. That's where my boat left from when I came over from Ireland," she answers. As Teddy announces to his mother and sister that he plans to do that, the camera slowly moves in on Nucky. From the expression on his face, it's clear he's circling an entirely different world and managed to get lost within it. "Your turn, Uncle Nucky," Teddy says as the Schroeders' sea voyage small talk subsides, but he doesn't seem to hear the boy who repeats his name again. The second time, Thompson's eyes move back to the family at the table with him. Nucky looks up as if he's about to say something, but hedges. Then, he does look directly at Teddy. "I'd like you to start calling me Dad," Nucky requests. "Would you like that, Teddy?" Margaret asks her son. "Yes," he answers, quickly and smiling. Nucky pokes at Emily. "You too, kiddo," he adds. "It's your move, Dad," Teddy tells Nucky. "Yes, it is." Nucky flicks the game's spinner. I think he has taken Rothstein's words to heart and whatever his move is, Nucky has found it and he is going to make it. Last week's episode, albeit the season's worst, was Michael Shannon's showcase. The week before that was Kelly Macdonald's. I think this episode belongs to Steve Buscemi, showing us the scared and subtle Nucky, but one who's finding his way toward a peace of mind.
A cross made of flowers bears a banner that reads, "BELOVED FATHER." Nearby, the late Ethan Thompson lies in his coffin. This must be the viewing hours for only Nucky is present, sitting a few rows back from the coffin. Nucky's face registers that same look that has been capturing it many times in this episode, projecting an image that no one resides within the impeccably tailored suit because Nucky Thompson has vacated his body almost as much as his father's soul has departed his. "Nucky," a voice speaks from behind him. He turns to see Eli. "What are you doin' here?" his brother asks. "I have as much right to be here as you do," he replies. "I'm surprised is all," Eli says. "That it's not me in the box," Nucky responds before turning back around and staring ahead again. "I had nothin' to do with that," Eli lies to his older brother. "You had nothing to do with stopping it either," Nucky points out. Eli takes a seat among the overflow chairs in the parlor's annex. "They came for me — the Feds — subpoena Monday — at the house," Eli tells him, breaking up the words as if they were

At the room in the Atlantic City Post Office that now houses both the prohibition agents and the assistant U.S. attorney and her staff, a delivery man (Jonathan Dickson) enters bearing a basket of peaches and looking for the person who is supposed to receive them. "Clifford Lathrop," he calls out. "Yes," Esther Randolph's chief investigator says. "From Enoch Thompson," the delivery man tells him as he places the basket on Esther's desk and gives Lathrop an envelope. "You're a peach. Thanks for saving my life," Lathrop reads the note aloud then gives it to Randolph.
Gillian, Jimmy, the Commodore and Leander huddle in a circle when they hear a metallic noise and look up. "Mr. Thompson," Langston announces. Nucky enters while Sleater stays a few steps behind. As always, the bear is there. I really think the bear needs a name. If you're reading this, leave suggestions for names for the Commodore's stuffed bear in comments. Anonymous votes won't count. Must leave names. "Thank you for seeing me," Nucky says. "Of course. Would you like a drink?" Gillian asks. "Thank you, no. I won't be staying," Nucky responds. "These past few months have been difficult, to say the least, I'm sure for all of us. Threats were made, accusations were hurled. We could continue on in this manner but to do so would contradict the point I'm here to make — that life is woefully short. My father passed on Monday. You gentlemen should know that," Nucky tells them. The infirmed Commodore tries to get some words out. "My condolences," Leander offers. "My father's death and my recent brush with the same got me to thinking — I don't need this and I no longer want it. I have the love of a fine woman and the joy of raising her two wonderful children. I have money enough to retire, at least I will once I sell some property, and when my legal troubles are behind me, I intend to do just that. You built this town — now you can have it back. Atlantic City and all that goes with it. I've already spoken to Mayor Bader and I've instructed him to give you his full cooperation," Nucky says directly to a stunned Jimmy. "You're stepping down as treasurer?" Leander asks. "I am — and you gentlemen have my word that I will not stand in your way. Choose whomever you like as my successor," Nucky tells them and begins to walk out. "Nucky," Jimmy calls to him. He stops and turns. "Good luck to you," Jimmy says. "And to you too, James."
Nelson comes home to find Sigrid holding Abigail and singing to her. He goes down the hall to the bedroom and closes the door. He takes a cash pouch out of his trousers and removes a lot of bills, though the denominations are unclear. He then hides the cash behind the mirror.
The sun shines brightly through a half-open window that Nucky looks out. The wind blows the curtains like mad when Eddie enters Nucky's soon-to-be former office and announces that Chalky has arrived. Nucky takes his arm out of his sling. "Chalky, what are you drinking?" Nucky asks. "It's all the same," Chalky replies. "One thing I'll say for the hand, it's cut my drinking down by half," Nucky says then raises a glass to the future. Chalky expresses doubts as to whether he has a future. Nucky tries to reassure him that he'll beat his legal case, but that isn't White's concern. "It ain't my legal case I'm talkin' about. It's my people — they losin' faith," Chalky tells him. "That's precisely what I wanted to talk to you about," Nucky says as he sits on the corner of the desk. "Your people want justice — well it's time to give it to them," Nucky declares. "You tellin' me to go out and murder some Klan boys?" Chalky smiles. "You're smarter than that. You have power, Chalky — economic power. In your house, you said your people were behind you. Thousands of black folks that make this city run — something like that," Nucky reminds him. "Yeah," Chalky confirms. "Then do it. Call a strike," Nucky suggests. "In the middle of tourist season — we'd shut the city down," Chalky replies. "It'll cost a bloody fortune and you hold all the cards," Nucky tells him. "You sure this what you want?" Chalky asks. "Doesn't matter to me. In about 30 minutes, it won't be my problem," Nucky declares before taking another drink. Eddie enters with a jacket on his arm and his driver's cap on. "It is time," he tells Nucky. "Pardon me Chalky, I have a press conference." Chalky stands and looks to shake his hand, but since his right hand isn't available, he just nods and walks away.

The band plays boisterously at Babette's where the coup plotters celebrate Nucky's surrender. Neary reads a newspaper account aloud, "The beleaguered County Treasurer Enoch Thompson stepped down today effective immediately." Ward Boss Boyd grabs the paper from Neary. "Beleaguered — that's French for completely fucked," Boyd says. In the upstairs room with the two remaining disloyal ward bosses with pulses are Richard, Leander, a morose-looking Eli and Jimmy. "Citing Thompson's recent legal troubles, Mayor Edward Bader named James Neary, alderman of the fourth ward, as Thompson's interim replacement," Boyd reads from the paper. "Congratulations, Mr. Treasurer," Jimmy salutes. "Well done," Leander adds. Paddy Ryan wanders in to the festivities and Darmody still gives the senior county clerk a dirty look. Jimmy then notices how distant Harrow looks from everyone else at the party. He walks over to Richard. "We did it, pal — it's ours," he tells Richard. "Congratulations," Richard says to him. "You're a part of this — you hearin' me?" Jimmy asks, echoing the exact words Glenmore said to Harrow in the woods, even though Jimmy wasn't there to hear them. "Anything you ever wished for is yours," Jimmy pledges to him. "If wishes were horses, beggars would ride," Richard replies. CLICHÈ TALLY: 3 Jimmy promises Richard a new suit and a better mask. Unfortunately, as Jimmy tries to be there for Richard, he gets hit with a double-barreled interruption: One from Eli, insisting they have to talk, the other from Mickey who wants to "bow, before the king" and brings Manny with him. "While you're down there, why don't you kiss my ass?" Jimmy tells Mickey. He then greets Horvitz. "Munya, what brings you here?" Jimmy asks as he shakes his hand. "Me? It's a celebration," Manny replies as Eli persists that he and Jimmy must talk. "In a minute, OK?" Jimmy says to Eli, putting him off the same way Nucky would. The minions call for a speech from their new young leader. "It wasn't all that long ago that most of us sat in this very room and listened to empty promises made by Nucky Thompson. As we learned, talk is cheap," Jimmy orates. "So is Nucky, Mickey chimes in. "Let me finish, Mickey," a peeved Jimmy speaks. "My father, the Commodore, had a vision — a kingdom on the ocean rising up from the sand. Well, I got a vision too — to share that kingdom with its court. It's a new day and the war's over. To the victors, go the spoils," Jimmy concludes. CLICHÈ TALLY: 4 "To Prince James — long may he reign," Leander leads a toast. One of the working girls beckons Jimmy and takes a seat next to her and soon another young lady joins her to pay attention to newly crowned. Manny stands and watches Jimmy who doesn't seem to like his gaze.
Nucky carries a bottle and two glasses when he sees Owen and Margaret chatting in the hall. He tells them that a bulb is out in the kitchen. Margaret says she'll have the girl do it in the morning and walks to Nucky. "I'm goin' to bed now," Margaret tells Nucky and gives him a kiss. "Not too late — it's been a busy day," she instructs Nucky before heading off. Nucky gives the glasses and bottle to Owen, who preps drinks for both of them. "There's something we need to discuss," Nucky declares before asking Owen about his whereabouts on the day of his shooting. Sleater repeats the line about running into a friend and losing track of time. "Right. Was this friend from Ireland by any chance?" Nucky inquires. Sleater doesn't seem to know what face to put on. I mean — is Nucky hinting about the Irish man he strangled to death in the bathroom or his Irish common-law wife he fucked in his bed? "Not sure what you mean, sir," Owen responds. "You know exactly what I mean," Nucky tells him. Bollocks — that didn't clear anything up. "The cause, Owen — you've never left it. That's why you're really here, isn't it?" Nucky grills him. "Aye," Sleater admits. "I want you to set up a meeting — me and John McGarrigle — in Belfast," Nucky orders. "Sir?" Owen says with confusion. "We'll set sail immediately. You tell him I have a proposition," Nucky instructs Owen. Told you those 3,000 surplus machine guns weren't a coincidence, but why in the hell is a story about Atlantic City that already tries to drag Chicago, New York and Philadelphia into its story going to try to mix in the Troubles in Ireland with four episodes left in the season? I sure hope there isn't a gorgeous female IRA leader with an elderly father in a wheelchair who is the in-name-only leader of his unit. Nucky also better not bring back another Irish strongman (named O'Furi or something) to work for him. Maybe Damian Flemming can tag along and be confused about which bathroom to use.
The partying continues at Babette's. "A week — maybe two — I'm back in business. All I need is the booze," Mickey tells Jimmy. "Right. I heard you the first time," Jimmy replies when Eli steps between the two men. "What the fuck's with you?" Jimmy asks Eli. "I don't like waiting on line when I need to talk," Eli says. "So?" Jimmy waits for Eli to speak his mind. "My brother — he's smarter than you are — and a lot more dangerous," Eli informs Jimmy. "Speak for yourself," a cocky Jimmy grins. "Tryin' to help you kid. Don't underestimate him," Eli warns him. "Fuck you Eli. Come here to piss all over my party," Jimmy responds. "Yeah, that's why I came," Eli says before walking off. Mickey resumes bugging Jimmy about his liquor plans. He tells him that Capone has a connection. Manny, down on the dance floor, waves at the pair up on the balcony. "What the fuck did you bring him for?" Jimmy asks. "He's alright," Mickey assures him. "He's a pain in my ass," Jimmy declares. "Well, you do owe him money," Mickey mentions. "Sure — he reminds me about it every five fuckin' minutes," Jimmy complains. "That's right you cocksucker, we're talkin' about you," Jimmy says, knowing that Manny can't hear him over the noise, but Horvitz holds his hand to his ear anyway. "I said you're an asshole, you fuckin' Jew bastard," Jimmy tells Manny knowing he's out of earshot. "Knock that off…the Jew stuff. He's not the type I'd play with," Mickey warns Jimmy. "Cause you're his friend," Jimmy replies. Manny motions at them. "Come down — join the party," Horvitz shouts. "Sure, we'll be right down," Jimmy answers before lifting Mickey up by his suit jacket and throwing him off the balcony, sending him crashing through a table and onto the dance floor below. Manny looks shocked — then angry — as he glares up at Jimmy.
Oh good grief, we're back in that damn dream sequence that opened the show, only all the people in the room have moved around some. (For example, the guy in the sheriff's uniform now sits in the chair where the woman we thought might be Nucky's mother was and she's standing with someone else and that other uniformed guy stands by the other chair and it has the baseball glove in it and…I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. You know, the other night I had this dream about Leland, my dog who died more than two years ago and she was sitting in the Oval Office…Bored yet? No one wants to hear someone else's dream. Stop it! Nucky wakes up to find Margaret holding Emily. "She's warm again," she tells him. As the show fades to credits, we hear "The Sheik of Araby," which was written in 1921 because of Rudolph Valentino's popularity, only this version was recorded by Leon Redbone with Vince Giordano and the Nighthawk Orchestra.

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Given the guilt that so many of the characters carry . . .
Gladly ( the Cross-Eyed Bear)
And given the stock in trade for cliches - this, a mondegreen, from the misheard lyrics of a hymn Gladly, the Cross I'd bear… Hymn is "Keep Thou My Way", words by Fanny Crosby, music by Theodore E. Perkins: written in 1894)
Gladly ( the Cross-Eyed Bear)
And given the stock in trade for cliches - this, a mondegreen, from the misheard lyrics of a hymn Gladly, the Cross I'd bear… Hymn is "Keep Thou My Way", words by Fanny Crosby, music by Theodore E. Perkins: written in 1894)
Eddie, I'm really enjoying your recaps. All in all, I think Boardwalk Empire is way ahead of most television fare. But there were two groaners which stood out last night.
1) Assuming Emily Schroeder's illness is going to be a storyline, I'm predicting that the maid's seemingly off-hand comment (a la "Chekhov's gun") about the child running "herself ragged at the lake on Sunday," might be a not so subtle foreshadowing of polio. Another thought I had (that was less of a groaner) was that Emily is showing signs of appendicitis (which was the cause of Rudolf "The Sheik" Valentino's death).
But worse...
2) That Nucky literally thinks of his next "move" while playing a "board game" is possibly the LEAST subtle thing I've ever seen I've ever seen. :)
1) Assuming Emily Schroeder's illness is going to be a storyline, I'm predicting that the maid's seemingly off-hand comment (a la "Chekhov's gun") about the child running "herself ragged at the lake on Sunday," might be a not so subtle foreshadowing of polio. Another thought I had (that was less of a groaner) was that Emily is showing signs of appendicitis (which was the cause of Rudolf "The Sheik" Valentino's death).
But worse...
2) That Nucky literally thinks of his next "move" while playing a "board game" is possibly the LEAST subtle thing I've ever seen I've ever seen. :)
Thanks Matt. I didn't think the game was as unsubtle as the extra 3,000 Tommy guns in the basement of the Armory. As soon as I heard that, I knew it would be heading to the Irish rebellion.
"O'Furi"... hahahaha nice. Here's to hoping Owen doesn't spend the whole trip locked in his hotel room doing heroin.
I think the lack of subtlety on display in certain parts of the episode may have distracted from some foreshadowing that was actually pretty subtle. For instance--why is Richard so despondent at the party? It was obviously highlighted, though I think a lot of viewers will just chalk it up to Richard being a general sad-sack. After all the time spent this season developing him as a character, though, I'd be surprised if his mental state didn't drive the plot in some meaningful way down the road.
One thing The Sopranos did so well was to foreshadow potential future plot points or introduce new characters who seem important to the story, only to let them fizzle or disappear altogether. It worked as both misdirection and to make the plot more realistic. I've been hoping this might happen more often on Boardwalk Empire, but so far, they've been much more traditional about tying up their loose ends. Clearly, Chekov's 3000 guns are going to play a role in the coming weeks, but I'm hoping the writers will show enough restraint to let some of these other storylines ride until next season.
Bear name... um.. Aloysius?
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I think the lack of subtlety on display in certain parts of the episode may have distracted from some foreshadowing that was actually pretty subtle. For instance--why is Richard so despondent at the party? It was obviously highlighted, though I think a lot of viewers will just chalk it up to Richard being a general sad-sack. After all the time spent this season developing him as a character, though, I'd be surprised if his mental state didn't drive the plot in some meaningful way down the road.
One thing The Sopranos did so well was to foreshadow potential future plot points or introduce new characters who seem important to the story, only to let them fizzle or disappear altogether. It worked as both misdirection and to make the plot more realistic. I've been hoping this might happen more often on Boardwalk Empire, but so far, they've been much more traditional about tying up their loose ends. Clearly, Chekov's 3000 guns are going to play a role in the coming weeks, but I'm hoping the writers will show enough restraint to let some of these other storylines ride until next season.
Bear name... um.. Aloysius?
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