The fact that there is only one episode left of this season is something entirely worth losing my mind over. If you’re wondering, “oh why would she be losing her mind?” do not even get me started. I love The Buccaneers, do not get me wrong, but the emotional distress this episode—and last week’s episode—are putting me through is something entirely worth cancelling my Apple TV subscription for and never looking back.
The Trial: Rage, Chaos, Applause
I do not even know where to begin, but let’s start with the main focus of this episode: Tracy and Patricia’s file for divorce. I was not expecting that to happen. I also did not read the description for next week’s episode—like one would. I was, as always, wanting to jump through the screen and slap somebody—this time, it was Tracy. I just disliked the fact that Tracy’s lawyer was making Patricia sound like some sort of menace for staying with that man for the sake of her children. Like, I’m sorry, but I probably wanted to slap him as much as Tracy—and the courtroom laughing at his comments only fueled my dislike for him more.
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I honestly thought Nan’s biological mother, Nell, was going to testify, given her presence at the trial—but then I saw her fully holding her baby bump and I was like, “oh yeah, months have passed and she is not testifying.” I appreciated her presence back on my screen, given my like for Leighton Meester, but also because I felt as though her story was unfinished and Nan never truly had a conversation with her.
The whole trial was something for the ages. I felt so terribly for Patricia, and even worse for the witnesses that could not stand before the judge in fear of being questioned the same way she was. As a woman, you’d not be easily believed—as was very much shown. I felt like the trial was all over the place—with nobody testifying, Nan then testifying, then Nell. I felt like I was up, then I was down, then I was back up again.
Truly did not think this show would make me cry twice in two weeks. Tracy, they won that trial—and you’ll be wifeless, your kids dislike you, and you lost. Never cheered so hard when Nell got onto that stand as a witness. I know it took a lot in her to talk to her husband, accept the shame it may bring to her unborn child, and do what was right.
Nan has irritated me quite a few times this season, and this episode being one of them. If you do not open your eyes and see the full picture as to why Nell did not testify to begin with, then I would have been okay with what you had said. Either way, I feel like I cannot dislike Nan—even given her odd choices and odd wording. She is Nan, and somehow I love her.
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For women out there who feel as though people will not believe you when divorcing your partner, there is living proof out there—even fiction—that you can, and that it is never impossible, given the right time. Never being put in that situation, I can only say so much—but pray for more.
GuyNan & Taylor Swift Was Needed
Now, I realized I did not mention my dear GuyNan last review—apologies—but they are worth the mention this review. When I tell you I had to do a lap when I heard “Lover” playing, I felt like I was in another dimension. They of course had to wait till the second-to-last episode to bring out the most heartfelt Taylor song ever. GuyNan, apart from Bonrad, now own “Lover.”
I was so happy to see Guy, and honestly all the chaos made me forget that he and Paloma were married. Only lasts so long! Them recreating the stair scene—it was so innocent and blissful, and I enjoyed every second of it on my screen. I felt such relief after all the anger that trial put me through. I was so happy to see Guy Thwarte on my screen—the man you are. Her jumping into his arms, them spinning, them being so close but yet cannot touch—I was just hyperventilating at times, it felt like.
The idea that now we will not even get endgame until possibly next season kills me. How about we forget Paloma and Guy are married, and Theo and Nan are, and they run away together—in my dreams. Although the ending was a sight to see, it was nice to see them together—like in Italy. They were free and breathing in the air they missed when being away from one another.
Conchita, Jinny, and Grief
Now my dear Conchita—I sobbed every second she was on my screen. I felt so terribly for her and how the way she was grieving was not enough—or simply not the right way—for Lady Brightlingsea. I only felt that to my core, as I have felt similarly. Conchita and their child doing things that felt so normal and out of place for them—and yet, them not wearing black or “grieving” was an issue.
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I also felt so deeply for Jinny. I can only imagine the survivor’s guilt she felt—had she not left, Richard could be alive; had they not come, would she? All the what-ifs—I cannot imagine going through her head, and yet I understood why Conchita felt the way she did. Of course we could blame Seadown—he shot him. But it was such an easy blame for Conchita, so naturally it’s just easier to find someone else. I just wanted to hug both of them—even if it was not together. I was happy they made up—and them and their children, it all seemed like a dream. That just means next episode will be one for the books.
Mabel & Honoria Deserved More
Mabel and Honoria—I refuse to believe their story is over. I need them together but I also need Honoria to teach in France—to leave her mother. Her for the first time surprising her mother was something worth popping fireworks for. I felt so happy for her and laughed in her mom’s face. Mabel and Honoria—you will be missed but never forgotten.
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Lizzy, Theo, and the Mess Ahead
The funeral for Richard had me full-on sobbing. Seriously—I could not stop. Her describing the first time she met Richard, and how he wouldn’t want this, and how to not tell her and her daughter how to grieve. And the LETTER! I was beyond sobbing at that point—to hear his thoughts on Conchita was tearful. I feel like we didn’t get to see too much of their relationship, and yet they were a fan favorite. Conchita is luminous—they were luminous—and will never be forgotten.
I felt as though, as I have continued watching the series, I have understood the characters more—and their stories and the feelings they feel. I feel like my mind couldn’t understand them last season, and putting it all in one place has made it so much easier.
Lizzy and Theo have been short and sweet, which only makes me think next episode will be one for the ages. He cares for her, he wants to be around her, and Hector realized very quickly when he put a hand on her back. Long live Theo and Lizzy—for now.
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Now, I know we will be getting a newspaper about the affair next episode—I can only imagine how Hector feels about all of this. He would run straight to the newspaper. I love Lizzy and Theo—but they thought about nobody else when they fell in love.
With Nan finding out—well, mind you she doesn’t know how long this has been going on—and I can imagine her rage will show next episode. I am here for it. Love you Nan!
Again, this episode had me every which way. Paloma showing up was the cherry on top at the end. “I am Guy’s wife.” Yeah, nope—wrap it up, I am over it. I mean like yes, God forbid Guy likes somebody else—that is not what I am saying—but why now? Why not later? Like I can’t take it no more. You were supposed to fight for her.
And now Nan knows about the earring, Lizzy and Theo are in deep waters, and Richard is gone. Imagine how I am feeling right now.
Given that the next review will be our last, I have loved writing about it. Let the ball begin.
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