Monday, June 18, 2012

Keep Calm and Don’t Stop Believing


Downtown Abbey

Season 2 episode 4

Imagine a world in which you crossed Downton Abbey with Glee?

I know!

Lord Grantham running around in a never-ending supply of sweater vest, encouraging his girls as they get ready for regionals! Lady Viola strutting around in a track suit, insulting Isobel and everyone else in sight through a megaphone, while Cora reassures the servants with soul lifting power ballads, as they all clean her house.

Luckily, this world will never exist. Instead, we have the right and proper version of Downton Abbey, with only the one timely and appropriate musical number. We begin with the Crawley sisters organising a performance for the injured troops currently residing in their house. As it goes hell freezes over and despite all other tragedies that grow to surround them during the episode, Mary and Edith come to together to sing a song. The musical swells, and everyone is captivated as Lady Mary, sings a song about a love so strong that nothing else in the world could matter. Then Mary’s own lost love walked in. Bravo! Encore! End scene

Ah, Downton Abbey.
All the drama and angst of a musical. Less of the choreographed dance numbers.

With this musical moment in mind, I started thinking about other shows that have memorable musical moments, which in my tired state created the Gleeful Downton Manor illusion I mentioned above. So to honour that to frame my review, I have taken the best parts of Glee, the music, and thought of songs that may have been used during the main plots points of this episode. That is if the creators of Glee, ever wanted to go back to England again after they were done filming it.

So, if you were too busy crossing Mrs Matthew Crawley out on all your notebooks, here’s what you missed on Downton Abbey: Europe’s at war, nobody’s happy about it.

Hit me with your best shot by Pat Benatar
Well that was fast. Last episode I was predicting an all out brawl between Cora and Isobel, with no survivors, but no, Isobel tapped out after the first round. It seems in the mythical land where fictional characters live in-between episodes, slowly but surely, Cora the heiress, who has never worked a day in her life, has become an impressive and effective caretaker. A fact that causes Isobel to lose her mind. After being pushed more and more out of any authority position, it all results in Isobel telling on Cora to the principal, Dr Clarkson. Issuing an ultimatum, her way or the highway, everybody else chooses the highway. So Isobel, the ever caring humanitarian, storms off in a huff to a place where her help would be appreciated. I’m sure Cora and Violet were heartbroken. Though, someone might want to have warned France. 

Too Much Time on my Hands by Styx
Isobel leaving to single handily stop the war left her staff, Mr Moseley and Mrs Bird (Christine Lohr, last seen chumming it up with Mrs Patmore before the war,) with an empty house and nothing to do. For people whose entire lives were about serving others, this was the darkest timeline.

Since reorganising can get old after a while, both Crawley house servants were looking for an outlet. Mrs Birds came in the form of an injured farmer, who wandered into their house looking for food. Earlier in the season we had seen the consequences of the men leaving for battle and now we are shown the aftermath when they return. Former soldiers, who were poor before they left, are now out of work and forced to beg for food.

Having discovered a treasure trove of hospitality, the farmer does what any could guest would do, he tells a few dozen of his closest friends. And so the super special secret soup kitchen is born. Well, sort of secret, by the fact that Daisy and Mrs Patmore walked two metres into town and saw what was happening and joined in. Since forcing Daisy into marriage is clearly not enough to help the war effort, Mrs Patmore starts syphoning food off the government, an act that sets of O’Brien’s spider senses. After a fact finding mission, in which she literally goes into town and glares at the building, reports all that she glared to her lady in chief.

But like all villains, O’Brien is put into her place by the increasingly, wonderful Cora, instead of shutting down the venture, gets in and helps out after ordering  that they start using Downton’s own food supply instead.

Lonely Boy by the Black Keys
While Mrs Bird is feeding the poor, Mr Moseley is trying to feed his ambition. With nothing but time Mr Moseley, volunteers his services at Downton Manor.  You can see the great pride he has in his work and the unbridled joy he has about the fact he may have the opportunity to be valet to Lord Grantham. But like everything else, it is not to be. Was there anything more heartbreaking, then when poor Mr Moseley, ran into the kitchen all excited to find everyone welcoming Mr Bates back. The he took his shoe horn. Poor Mr Moseley, I really hope he gets a love interest next season.

You’re My Best Friend by Queen                                                                                                                                      
But I couldn’t stay sad for long ladies and gentlemen because, BATES IS BACK. All right control yourself people. We witnessed the continuation of a great Bromance this episode. Like all relationships, it’s had its ups and downs, but they always find their way back. From Robert accepting the blame for their fight and confiding in Bates how he was coping, you could see that they had definitely broken through the great divide between employer and friend. Sorry dust in my eye. Let’s move on. 

Secret Love by Doris Day
Oh Ethel. When I went to high school we had a program called Choices, Decisions and Outcomes. Ethel may just have benefited from a class or two. The moment you saw her flirting with Major Bryant, the pregnancy warning lights flashed all around them, but I don’t think she could see them over his moustache.

Grenade by Bruno Mars
Lady Violet, the magical lady she is (it was the time at Hogwarts) suddenly got the notion that Sybill must have a secret beau, despite the fact that no one has mentioned anything of the sort before. It wasn’t long after she shared this theory that Mary spotted Sybil and Branson in a heated conversation, the kind that was probably more than watch the potholes.

 Branson is clearly a smitten kitten, but I am finding his approach off putting. There’s no romance, he just gets very forceful in his declarations and barks at her than she must be in love with him. Just because the over the top intense thing worked for Edward Cullen, that is no reason to use him as a role model.
 
Where’d you Go – Fort Minor  
And now to the main percussion piece of the episode, maestro.

After going on patrol, just because, Matthew and William mysteriously disappear from the front. I’m not sure what was scarier about the situation, the fact that they were missing or that fact that people just disappeared all the time and turned up in random locations.

When Robert discovered that once again, he may have lost an heir, in the first scene I can remember him sharing with just Edith, the heartache was written all over his face. Hugh Bonneville was on fire this episode, portraying a man trying to maintain his composure but opening himself up and letting out the pain and grief little by little. He wins all the prizes.

Or he can at least share them Michelle Dockery, whose heartache over the possibility of having lost William and the rapid joy at his return and happiness as he joined in the song then sadness knowing that she does not really have him back anyway, was beautiful.

Congratulations Downton Abbey creators, you played my heart strings like a profession musician.  

So what did you think? What do you think will happen once Mrs Bates returns? What songs would you have the cast of Downton sing if this was a musical? Will the thoughts of losing Matthew forever drive Mary to confess her feelings? What else does Violet know that she’s not telling us?  Do you remember when glee was good? Do you miss it too?

Well, the song must end eventually until next episode my friends, you can’t stop the beat. 











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