Well, well, well... isn’t this an interesting episode. The title definitely lives up to its name.
The new painter in town, Edward, has his eye on Auntie Joan. And the Doc gets an eye-full when he visits her to drop off some papers. Maybe it’s the estrogen or the news that she in fact does have osteoporosis, but folks, this part is worth watching a few times. If you’ve ever witnessed one of your elders in a compromising position, your compassion and empathy for the Doc will be overflowing; and likewise, if you were the one who was CAUGHT - well, you'll no doubt have a good chuckle about this clip. (Kudos to the writers and director!) Oh, did we mention that Edward is about 50 years her junior?
The owner of the local hotel, Carrie Wilson (or ‘harpy’ as Mrs. Tishell affectionately refers to her), has her eye on the Doc. She makes every excuse to grab his attention. But in true Doc fashion, he’s just seriously annoyed by her. Not to worry, the Doc takes care of her... and her little dog, too.
With all of this flirting going on with Carrie and the Doc, Louisa realizes that she can no longer sit on the sidelines and wait for Martin to act. She makes the first move and asks him out to a charity concert the following week. An orchestra. Amateurs. This should be good.
Al is back in town, but he nearly gets arrested by the new and improved PC Penhale right out of the gate. Bert is happy to see him, but it’s clear he’s not feeling well after his amazing travels abroad. Or maybe they weren’t so amazing after all. Things have clearly changed in Portwenn and Al is starting to feel that it’s a good thing he came back to town when he did.
Oedipus complex, tsetse flies, more scratch-offs, tarts about town and jealousy abounds in Portwenn this week. Thank goodness The GP Always Rings Twice... but next time he'll remember to knock... loudly.
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Karen, I hope it’s OK to laugh since you were so young, and it was so long ago but the visual of you bouncing back into the hallway on your fanny after running into that closed door was too much! Good of you to share. We are all creatures of habit. Sometimes they keep of out of trouble sometimes we fall on our face, or in you case… butt.
ReplyDeleteThis week’s episode was funny for obvious reasons, but as with other scenes and stuff, the team at Doc Martin is good at the little touches. When he was hauling it out of there, I laughed when he hit his knee and continued in a limp to his car, but I totally lost it when those windshield wipers came on! That was such a real thing that would happen in that situation. Then the flashback while he was driving, Joan grinning at him with satisfaction, too much! Or as we say in Kentucky “grinning like a possum in a persimmon tree.”
Like you, I notice the way Louisa always starts twirling that darn purse when she’s anxious about something. Quirks like that help to develop the character. Speaking of Louisa, I can’t get over how thick her hair is. I’m partial to brunettes anyway, but her hair is awesome. I bet most women would be jealous of her locks. Heck, I’m jealous! Mine used to be that thick and back in my Led Zepplin days, I grew it down to the middle of my back. Everyone wanted to have hair like Robert Plant back in those days.
Keep up the chat; the episodes are getting better as we go. Cheers!
Well, never mind what I said in my comment about the Buddha after listening to the previous episode. Kate already got in touch with you (that's what I was going to tell you about). Her photos of the Buddha's, the maps, the location photos, etc., are really cool, aren't they?
ReplyDeleteI think Martin was freaked out by walking in on Joan & Edward not so much because of her age, but because Joan is, to him, a real mother figure (much moreso than his own mother). I loved his line after she came to the surgery, "Osteoporosis and sex on kitchen tables don't mix!" And he shouted it through the window! Love it, love it, love it.