I nobly kept my mouth shut about Vicky on Friday, but I can't remain silent any longer. I know that it is theoretically possible to survive a plane crash in the jungle. After all, I once participated in a survival game: if you were stranded in the jungle following a plane crash, which items, from a given list of items, would you choose to have with you? Of course I chose all the wrong items. I can't remember if I was even smart enough to take the machete. That, however, is off-topic. Returning to the topic: to refuse to admit that Burke just might have died in the plane crash is IDIOCY!!! And to expect everybody to support you in your state of denial is asking far too much of even the best of friends.
I did like Vicky's dream, however, and I liked how her subconscious said to her, "It was just a little bit odd when Barnabas told Julia to go home out of the cold last night on Widows Hill."
And the rest of the show belonged to Julia and Barnabas. Right now I'm really wishing that I could have seen the Barnabas-Josette story play out as Barnabas told it to Julia on Friday, just for the satisfaction of seeing the thousand rejections, large and small, implicit and explicit, that Jeremiah's loving wife Josette gave to Barnabas over the years.
I kept thinking: "Julia, just walk out of that basement!" Of course it wouldn't have been that simple - but there she was, taking horrible abuse from Barnabas, and we know that she was not thinking of a way to extricate herself from this disastrous situation, but rather just going ahead with the attempt to cure Barnabas. Most of the time I can defend Julia's hopeless pursuit of hopeless love - but today it was indefensible.
