Past times
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shallownessVictoria 3.2 London Bridge is Falling Down
For me, the motif of this episode was Victoria sinking down to sit/squat on the floor. She kept doing it! Like ‘the’ bridge?
Louis-Phillipe’s entry into the ‘Worst Palace Guest ever’ contest of scaring the kids was beaten by Feodora’s multiple entries. So, she’s kind of trying to replace Victoria, even though the similarities between her and Vicky Jr. fall down because her father didn’t connect her to the British royal family. What did go down between her and her husband and children, whom I think she mentioned?
Anyway, Victoria had to deal with moar threats of violence and men urging her to flee (yo protective!Albert) and set up Soldiers vs. Chartists (politicians with vested interests and men who love to soldier) just after giving birth. She also had to say nice things to Palmerston after pointedly not inviting him to a confab. For that we got a mention of Lord M, which made Victoria and certain fans melt, and left me confused about how the two lords were connected, but not really bothered enough to look it up.
Meanwhile, we learned the fetching new duchess had a (ginger) son whom she adored, how rubbish her husband was (more than we thought), and the new footman got to make puppy eyes at her and render her a small service, and Palmerston got to flirt with her and render her a big service. So, that box was ticked for that plotline that I care about less than where Lord Alfed's missus is.
But Fox is still the most enjoyable thing on the show, despite all the emoting by other actors, especially the leads.
Downstairs, Skerrit did turn up to get married – I snickered at her promising to obey, and lo and behold, Mr Ultimatum had to go to the Isle of Wight for his honeymoon, because ‘his’ Nancy didn’t want to give up her job. See, Victoria, even though you’re doubting the people’s love, Skerrit loves you.
Meanwhile, out feisty Chartistess Abigail didn’t think ‘hmm, this new Irish Chartist is acting funny, I wonder if he’s an undercover cop bearing the name of a dead child’ because she was so nineteenth century, and got hurt. Fortunately Victoria Just Knew her people wouldn’t get violent (good job there was no drinking in this episode) and Let Them Pass. Okay, the question of where they got the expensive weapons from was a good one, but the point about her and her queenly instincts getting ignored was overdone.
At least she talked to Bertie about his future instead of letting him wallow in misery about his future. And fear of death. I mean, what kind of nurse/governess lets two kids see their mother in labour?
For me, the motif of this episode was Victoria sinking down to sit/squat on the floor. She kept doing it! Like ‘the’ bridge?
Louis-Phillipe’s entry into the ‘Worst Palace Guest ever’ contest of scaring the kids was beaten by Feodora’s multiple entries. So, she’s kind of trying to replace Victoria, even though the similarities between her and Vicky Jr. fall down because her father didn’t connect her to the British royal family. What did go down between her and her husband and children, whom I think she mentioned?
Anyway, Victoria had to deal with moar threats of violence and men urging her to flee (yo protective!Albert) and set up Soldiers vs. Chartists (politicians with vested interests and men who love to soldier) just after giving birth. She also had to say nice things to Palmerston after pointedly not inviting him to a confab. For that we got a mention of Lord M, which made Victoria and certain fans melt, and left me confused about how the two lords were connected, but not really bothered enough to look it up.
Meanwhile, we learned the fetching new duchess had a (ginger) son whom she adored, how rubbish her husband was (more than we thought), and the new footman got to make puppy eyes at her and render her a small service, and Palmerston got to flirt with her and render her a big service. So, that box was ticked for that plotline that I care about less than where Lord Alfed's missus is.
But Fox is still the most enjoyable thing on the show, despite all the emoting by other actors, especially the leads.
Downstairs, Skerrit did turn up to get married – I snickered at her promising to obey, and lo and behold, Mr Ultimatum had to go to the Isle of Wight for his honeymoon, because ‘his’ Nancy didn’t want to give up her job. See, Victoria, even though you’re doubting the people’s love, Skerrit loves you.
Meanwhile, out feisty Chartistess Abigail didn’t think ‘hmm, this new Irish Chartist is acting funny, I wonder if he’s an undercover cop bearing the name of a dead child’ because she was so nineteenth century, and got hurt. Fortunately Victoria Just Knew her people wouldn’t get violent (good job there was no drinking in this episode) and Let Them Pass. Okay, the question of where they got the expensive weapons from was a good one, but the point about her and her queenly instincts getting ignored was overdone.
At least she talked to Bertie about his future instead of letting him wallow in misery about his future. And fear of death. I mean, what kind of nurse/governess lets two kids see their mother in labour?
