Saturday, February 06, 2010
Gancho, Friday February 5th. What do you do with a very drunk Dama, when No One has an extra Cama?
Delayed gratification. That could be the secret to all telenovelas. They make us think something is going to happen, in this very episode. Then we wait, we watch, we lean towards the television set. Our pulses race, our breath quickens, we can just TASTE the revelation to come. Except when it doesn’t. Sometimes it’s a moment of love, sometimes revenge. Usually, we’re just waiting for one character to finally tell another something we, the faithful audience, have known for weeks! Ah, but those writers, have they no shame? Do they think it’s FUNNY when they tease us, only to make us wait until the next episode? And that means waiting through a long weekend? With lots of snow? (at least for me). I guess they do.
So, we’ve arrived at the moment of truth. Mau will tell Moni about Isabel. At least that’s what we’re led to believe. Monita shows up at Mau’s, and he decides to cook some pasta for her. Let’s just say, the pasta never gets made. Well then, does he suelta la sopa (spill the beans)? We’ll see. Moni tells Mau that La Momia said the strangest thing, that Isabel was still alive, and Mau could answer all her questions about the matter. Can you believe that? How crazy is that!
Mau’s response: I love you so much. Moni doesn’t get it, I love you too. There’s a little kiss, but Moni notices that Mau isn’t smiling, in fact, he’s crying a little. What’s wrong? Mau tells her he’s lost so much. He lost Salvador, who was like a father to him. He lost his children. Moni’s all he has left. Without her, he wouldn’t want to continue living.
But over in the cantina, they’re continuing living it up. Beto’s filling Nieves’ glass, while Estrella fills Jacqui’s. Don Cesar observes helplessly as the game of Mujeres All-Shloshed-inas continues. Beto tells Cesar not to be a spoilsport (aguafiestas), as Nieves, beads around her forehead, but sinking down, and Jacqui, hair in face and blouse askew, continue slugging down tequila.
Moni’s never seen Mau this despondent (don’t know if I believe that, we’ve seen him crying at least 5 other times). Anyway, she SWEARS that she’ll never leave, nothing can stop their love, yada, yada. He of the big secret, however, says you’ll hate me in the morning. No way, insists Moni. But Mau starts to let it out. La Momia was right – I AM the person who has the answers about your mother.
Cut to said mother, Isabel, talking to Marcos in her hotel room. What did you tell your daughter? Marcos assures Isabel that all he told Coni was that Isabel and he were just old friends, and he ordered Coni not to bother Valentina. Isabel isn’t so sure La Momia will go along with this. Marcos wants to know when Isabel’s going to approach Valentina (I guess to tell her she’s alive, and that Marcos is her father). Isabel refuses to be rushed. Marcos glares at her – Don’t mess with me, or else! His phone rings, he has to leave. He reminds her, though, don’t forget, you have to get close to Valentina, so after that, she can get close to me. Understood?
Moni asks Mau what’s going on, and he says nothing, but his face tells all (well, not all, but you know what I mean). She goes on a rant, her mother was dead, they were in the hospital, Moni tried to save her life but failed, but her mother loved her! She really loved her! Mau keeps saying he’d like to explain, but Moni’s on a roll. Why are you doing this to me? If my mother’s dead, tell me she’s dead! The only thing I have left is the certainty that she loved me. Mau starts to explain. My love, those days in the hospital…and Moni cuts him off again. If she tricked me, if she didn’t really love me…No, that would be a lie, because my Mamá loved me! My Mamá was really sick. Yes, she was sick, replies Mauricio. And she died in the hospital, right? asks Moni. Mau opens his mouth, and….his phone rings. He doesn’t want to answer, but Moni insists. Uh oh, Aldo and Luisa are in jail!
Cut to our favorite little jail (or police station, they use the word delegación), which has the girl’s cells and the boy’s cells facing each other, right across a little walkway. Cristian enters, truncheon in hand, to check out the new guests. We have Luisa and Katia in the girls’ cell, with Aldo, Andrés and the other boys on their side. I guess that little fight in the club got serious. Cris is perturbed that Aldo’s locked up again, was there another raid on a brothel? The other boys find this a hoot, give us the address, Aldo. How are the ladies there? Aldo gets mad, but Cris cautions them not to make things worse. The cops are contacting all your families. Please don’t call La Momia, pleads Luisa. Cris says they called El Señor Mauricio Sermeño, and unfortunately, La Señora Constanza Lerda de Tejada alias La Momia also has to be contacted. Katia asks if they called her Mom (Jacqui). Sorry, Miss, says Cris, your esteemed mother is in a cantina, and is in no condition to help you out. But we’re calling your Dad. Katia doesn’t like this one bit. After Cris leaves to tend to “procedures” (gestiones, one could also use the word trámites), Andrés tells Luisa he’s really jazzed that she came to hear him sing. Lu smiles shyly. (Is she forgetting about Ivan?)
Said Ivan is grilling Britney Sofia (Coni’s new maid), where’s Luisa, let me see her! But she’s not here, says Britney desperately. Out comes Coni. After calling Britney an idiot (she says burra, or donkey), she haughtily informs Ivan that Luisa went to the club to see her schoolboy singer friend. Yes, Andrés Rivadeniera, a well-educated boy, from a good family, with lots of money. He’s handsome, enchanting, talented, perfect to be the novio of Luisa, unlike you, Ivan, you’ll never amount to anything. So leave now, and never return. Ivan counters that Andrés may be all that, but he’ll never get Luisa to love him. Coni laughs, sure, what you want only happens in telenovelas, so lárgate! (Get out!) Ivan leaves, Coni’s phone rings, and she gets the news about the kids in jail.
Luisa screams that it’s Aldo’s fault they’re in jail. Aldo says no, it’s these dummies, they were bragging that they went to see Estrella, saying she was a prostitute, that they threw money at her. One of the nerds gets up and says, well, Katia’s the one who said she was a prostitute, even said she was in porn movies. She even gave us Estrella’s address. (Ahhh, Katia’s been found out, looks as if she wants to sink into the ground).
Aldo realizes what happened, looks at Katia, so it was YOU.
We now peer through a spiral of ironwork into Rolu’s bed. Does this symbolize the circuitous nature of his relationship with Xime?
Xime pops into view, love letter in hand. The letter was maraviguau, no one’s ever written something like that. Rolu takes full credit, those are his true feelings. Xime is enchanted. She then tells Rolu she sold her shares, is he happy? He sure is. But, she adds, she’s giving the money to Mau, is Rolu mad now? No way, he’s fine with that (since he wants Xime to impoverish herself, thus leaving himself indispensable as sole provider). Xime thought he’d be mad, what with their race car rivalry, but Rolu of course says, Mau’s family now, cousin of the woman I love, and you can do whatever you want with your money. And I promise as long as we’re together, you won’t want for anything, I’ll buy you anything you like. Xime says he’s divine, and they kiss, but he’s still WAY more into it than she is.
Jerónimo! Yes, we’ve missed our bungling baddie. He breezes into the apartment, complaining to high heaven to anyone who’ll listen (which at this point means Arnie) how Oscar abandoned him. Jacquelinay won’t answer his calls. What’s he gonna do? Oscar left him destitute (en la miseria). He sees his future passing before his eyes. He’s standing at a traffic light, with a clown nose, two balloons balanced on his butt, juggling (haciendo malabares), and all for what! He was a stockholder, dammit! Now he’s a nobody. But maybe…. you and I could do something together. Arnie’s appalled. Business, replies, Jero, just business. Arnie starts to flee. Sure, abandon me, says Jerry ruefully. Just like everyone else. I’ll have to get used to it, just like they’ll reject me when I’m holding my little bottle of cleaner, trying to clean those windshields. That’s my destiny. Arnie leaves.
Jerry spies the love letter from Lalo, looks around furtively, decides to read it. He’s entranced, then mad, then wistful. How come Lalo never wrote anything so pretty to me? Don’t I deserve it? Don’t I?
At the cantina, we’re winding down, as Beto and Estrella now have to lift the hands of their drinkers to get those shots into them, Nieves and Jacqui having lost the ability to handle such matters on their own. The hands are lifted for another round, but Nieves can’t quite manage it, and her head sinks down onto the table, she’s out cold. Same with Jacqui. Darn, says Estrella, a tie! Okay, game over, says Cesar, let’s get the ladies back to the vecindad. You, Beto take Nieves, I’ll take Jacqui. Hey, says Beto, why do I get the heavier one? Well, it’s your Mom. But I could get a hernia, says Beto. They enlist some strong guys from the next table to help. The guys will help carry Beto’s ex-suegrita, and he and Cesar will take Nieves. On the count of three!
Mauricio, Monita and Connie all arrive at the police station at the same time. Connie won’t even let Mau and Moni see the kids, ‘cause they’re her kids. So this is how you take care of the kids? asks Mau. Coni reminds him that when the kids were under his guardianship (tutela), there were problems, too, but now, with Coni’s firm hand, they’ll behave like cultured people, not animals. Mau says the kids were never animals, and rather than teaching manners, shouldn’t one teach them how to be good people? He doubts Coni will teach that. Enter Marcos, what’s happening? Coni fills him in, but he then notices Moni, what’s she doing here? Moni says she came with Mauricio, the kids are more his that hers (Coni’s)! Ahh, he says, walking over to Mau, so you’re Mauricio Sermeño.
Ivan is distraught that he’s losing Luisa to Andrés. Paula gives him some words of encouragement in English. “Don’t worry, be happy” (isn’t she cute?) Meanwhile, here come the wounded soldierettes, returning from the field of battle.
After a few joking remarks from the crowd, Ivan helps Beto get Nieves to her house to sleep it off. But what to do with Jacqui?
Mau tells Marcos these are his kids, but Marcos says the law is the law, and he’s the adoptive grandfather. He stands up to Mau and says Mau’s a wretch, to mess with two womens’ lives. Marcos is GLAD Mau’s without money, in the street, because that way it’ll be easier to stop him for good. As usual, Mau’s quiet, but Moni’s enraged, and jumps in to defend her man. Mau and Moni insist they just want to SEE the kids, to make sure they’re okay, but even that’s too much for Coni and Marcos. Moni threatens to break Coni’s head in two. Marcos says violence never solved anything (he must have missed the first two thirds of this show), and also tells Coni to control herself, too. Moni gets in another jab, saying the Mummy should open up her museum, we have some relatives here (implying Marcos is just like Coni). Valentina! yells Marcos in frustration.
Okay, what’s to do with Jacqui? First idea, a taxi. No, says Cesar, she’s in no condition, and La Momia would kill us all. They decide the guys from the bar have helped enough, so Beto and Ivan each take a shoulder, and Don Cesar gets between Jacqui’s legs and lifts. Not too dignified, but at least they’ve got her in motion. Okay, let’s take her to Estrella’s house. No, no, no, says Estre, frantically waving her hands, take her to Paula’s house. Wait a minute, says Paula, she won’t fit in my house, we have my father, Cristian and me. How about with Ivan and Terry? No, please no, says Terry, we have Alicia, Ivan and I, and Alicia’s sleeping soundly right now. Ivan suggests calling La Momia, but Beto says she wouldn’t help out her mother for anything. Okay, Paula has another idea, let’s take her to Moni’s house!
Cris tells Mau and Moni they don’t have any rights, so they agree to leave. But Moni has a parting shot for Marcos. If you’re on La Momia’s side, how do you expect me to trust you? They leave, and Marcos tells Cris he wants to take care of the fines. Coni will go check on the kids.
Chaos continues in the vecindad. Estrella nixes the idea of Moni’s house, there’s only one bed, and Moni hates La Momia, what would happen when she got home? Fine, says Beto, then tells Estrella, it’s your house and that’s that, since my jefa is in mine, and we had a tie, right? So you get Jacqui. Estre grudingly agrees as the entire crowd carries the passed out rich lady in the white pantsuit off to her fate.
(Think about it, though, if a poor woman passed out in the rich neighborhood, would the neighbors be so kind? Not in THIS novela).
Luisa, Katia and Aldo have been released, and Coni insults them for about 5 minutes, until her Dad comes back to muzzle her. He also wants to be introduced to his grandchildren. Fine, says Coni, and states their names dismissively, adding there’s also a little one sleeping at home. She’s disgusted, but Marcos is amused and happy. He gives both Aldo and Luisa some high fives and fist bumps,
tells them to cheer up, let’s go out to dinner. Coni opposes this, but Marcos reminds her she was young once. But I’m still young! she insists. Well, then why did you adopt adolescents, instead of having your own babies? To bother our father, says Luisa. You see this insolence, says Coni, this is why I have to be strict with them. Nah, says Marcos, adolescence is a very tough stage, you have to be understanding. Now let’s go to dinner, kids and your new granddad will get to know you. No way, shoots back Coni, we’re going home. Come now, children. She marches off defiantly, leaving her Dad to sputter helplessly.
Outside Moni’s apartment, Mau’s still down about the kids, and he’s also worried about Marcos, but he doesn’t want to talk about it anymore. Monita gives him a happy little salute, yes, sir, as you order sir,
and gives him a hug. Mau wants to continue talking about the matter they were discussing before. Moni’s too sleepy to finish the talk, but asks him to come in, and stay with her until she falls asleep. They enter her house, hand in hand.
Nieves is snoring away, as Beto and Cesar tease each other. Cesar thinks Beto set a bad example, egging his Mom on in the cantina. Beto disagrees, after all, she almost won. Cesar tells Beto to go to the store and get some things for a hangover, Nieves will need these. Beto agrees, but not before Cesar has to give him the necessary lana (dough) to pay for the items.
After he leaves, Cesar looks lovingly down at Nieves, bemused that she drank so much. He leans in to kiss her, but is overwhelmed by the liquor smell, thinks he could get drunk from the smell (la pura tufa). He takes off his shades, kisses her hands, calls her his little chocolate candy, he’s here with her, he’ll never leave her alone. Nieves stirs a bit, mumbles where are you? Where is who? asks Cesar. Marcos. The love of my life. Come back to me, I still love you, Marcos, let’s kiss, ah Marcos! Don Cesar is sunglasses-off impactado.
Monita has fallen asleep in Mau’s arms, and he gently places her head on the pillow and quietly gets up. Outside, he runs into Beto, who tells him about the drunk ladies. Beto then notices that Mau looks sad, how come? Valentina now suspects her Mamá is alive. What are they going to do?
Inside, Moni wakes up. She thinks of her Mom, gets out the cigar box with that picture they took when she last saw Isabel. Moni flashes back to all the kind words Isabel said, that she adored Moni, that she was proud of her, that she was so sorry for having abandoned Moni, and begged her forgiveness.
Mau tells Beto that now that Moni has this doubt, there’s no turning back. Sooner or later, through La Momia or otherwise, the truth will come out. Beto agrees, Coni would never stay quiet. He tells Mau how Coni had the chance to choose between love and vengeance, and chose vengeance. Her life’s goal (su meta en la vida) is to destroy La Monita. Mau says he’d understand if Beto doesn’t want to get involved after being hurt by Coni, but Beto says Mau’s his soul brother, and they’re on the same team. He’ll do whatever he can to protect La Monita. Mau says he’s tired of lying. Tomorrow morning, he’ll take Valentina to see her mother.
Moni thinks back some more about those beautiful things Isabel said. But then we see Moni’s face turn thoughtful, wondering, doubtful.
I guess she’ll have to wait until Monday to find out what Mau was trying to tell her.
Previews for Monday: Oscar uses the power of the purse, to make sure Sal stays the same – or worse. And Moni gets to see what’s behind Door Number Two. Will she like what she sees?
Vocabulario:
Un aguafiestas – a spoilsport, a party pooper, a wet blanket
Delegación – police station
Gestiones – procedures (such as legal ones), similar to the word trámites
Miseria – poverty, destitution, it’s a false friend, as the word for “misery” is sufrimiento
Malabarismo – juggling
Tutela – guardianship, tutelage, protection
Tufo – something stinky
Meta en la vida – life’s goal, aim in life
So, we’ve arrived at the moment of truth. Mau will tell Moni about Isabel. At least that’s what we’re led to believe. Monita shows up at Mau’s, and he decides to cook some pasta for her. Let’s just say, the pasta never gets made. Well then, does he suelta la sopa (spill the beans)? We’ll see. Moni tells Mau that La Momia said the strangest thing, that Isabel was still alive, and Mau could answer all her questions about the matter. Can you believe that? How crazy is that!
Mau’s response: I love you so much. Moni doesn’t get it, I love you too. There’s a little kiss, but Moni notices that Mau isn’t smiling, in fact, he’s crying a little. What’s wrong? Mau tells her he’s lost so much. He lost Salvador, who was like a father to him. He lost his children. Moni’s all he has left. Without her, he wouldn’t want to continue living.
But over in the cantina, they’re continuing living it up. Beto’s filling Nieves’ glass, while Estrella fills Jacqui’s. Don Cesar observes helplessly as the game of Mujeres All-Shloshed-inas continues. Beto tells Cesar not to be a spoilsport (aguafiestas), as Nieves, beads around her forehead, but sinking down, and Jacqui, hair in face and blouse askew, continue slugging down tequila.
Moni’s never seen Mau this despondent (don’t know if I believe that, we’ve seen him crying at least 5 other times). Anyway, she SWEARS that she’ll never leave, nothing can stop their love, yada, yada. He of the big secret, however, says you’ll hate me in the morning. No way, insists Moni. But Mau starts to let it out. La Momia was right – I AM the person who has the answers about your mother.
Cut to said mother, Isabel, talking to Marcos in her hotel room. What did you tell your daughter? Marcos assures Isabel that all he told Coni was that Isabel and he were just old friends, and he ordered Coni not to bother Valentina. Isabel isn’t so sure La Momia will go along with this. Marcos wants to know when Isabel’s going to approach Valentina (I guess to tell her she’s alive, and that Marcos is her father). Isabel refuses to be rushed. Marcos glares at her – Don’t mess with me, or else! His phone rings, he has to leave. He reminds her, though, don’t forget, you have to get close to Valentina, so after that, she can get close to me. Understood?
Moni asks Mau what’s going on, and he says nothing, but his face tells all (well, not all, but you know what I mean). She goes on a rant, her mother was dead, they were in the hospital, Moni tried to save her life but failed, but her mother loved her! She really loved her! Mau keeps saying he’d like to explain, but Moni’s on a roll. Why are you doing this to me? If my mother’s dead, tell me she’s dead! The only thing I have left is the certainty that she loved me. Mau starts to explain. My love, those days in the hospital…and Moni cuts him off again. If she tricked me, if she didn’t really love me…No, that would be a lie, because my Mamá loved me! My Mamá was really sick. Yes, she was sick, replies Mauricio. And she died in the hospital, right? asks Moni. Mau opens his mouth, and….his phone rings. He doesn’t want to answer, but Moni insists. Uh oh, Aldo and Luisa are in jail!
Cut to our favorite little jail (or police station, they use the word delegación), which has the girl’s cells and the boy’s cells facing each other, right across a little walkway. Cristian enters, truncheon in hand, to check out the new guests. We have Luisa and Katia in the girls’ cell, with Aldo, Andrés and the other boys on their side. I guess that little fight in the club got serious. Cris is perturbed that Aldo’s locked up again, was there another raid on a brothel? The other boys find this a hoot, give us the address, Aldo. How are the ladies there? Aldo gets mad, but Cris cautions them not to make things worse. The cops are contacting all your families. Please don’t call La Momia, pleads Luisa. Cris says they called El Señor Mauricio Sermeño, and unfortunately, La Señora Constanza Lerda de Tejada alias La Momia also has to be contacted. Katia asks if they called her Mom (Jacqui). Sorry, Miss, says Cris, your esteemed mother is in a cantina, and is in no condition to help you out. But we’re calling your Dad. Katia doesn’t like this one bit. After Cris leaves to tend to “procedures” (gestiones, one could also use the word trámites), Andrés tells Luisa he’s really jazzed that she came to hear him sing. Lu smiles shyly. (Is she forgetting about Ivan?)
Said Ivan is grilling Britney Sofia (Coni’s new maid), where’s Luisa, let me see her! But she’s not here, says Britney desperately. Out comes Coni. After calling Britney an idiot (she says burra, or donkey), she haughtily informs Ivan that Luisa went to the club to see her schoolboy singer friend. Yes, Andrés Rivadeniera, a well-educated boy, from a good family, with lots of money. He’s handsome, enchanting, talented, perfect to be the novio of Luisa, unlike you, Ivan, you’ll never amount to anything. So leave now, and never return. Ivan counters that Andrés may be all that, but he’ll never get Luisa to love him. Coni laughs, sure, what you want only happens in telenovelas, so lárgate! (Get out!) Ivan leaves, Coni’s phone rings, and she gets the news about the kids in jail.
Luisa screams that it’s Aldo’s fault they’re in jail. Aldo says no, it’s these dummies, they were bragging that they went to see Estrella, saying she was a prostitute, that they threw money at her. One of the nerds gets up and says, well, Katia’s the one who said she was a prostitute, even said she was in porn movies. She even gave us Estrella’s address. (Ahhh, Katia’s been found out, looks as if she wants to sink into the ground).
Aldo realizes what happened, looks at Katia, so it was YOU.
We now peer through a spiral of ironwork into Rolu’s bed. Does this symbolize the circuitous nature of his relationship with Xime?
Xime pops into view, love letter in hand. The letter was maraviguau, no one’s ever written something like that. Rolu takes full credit, those are his true feelings. Xime is enchanted. She then tells Rolu she sold her shares, is he happy? He sure is. But, she adds, she’s giving the money to Mau, is Rolu mad now? No way, he’s fine with that (since he wants Xime to impoverish herself, thus leaving himself indispensable as sole provider). Xime thought he’d be mad, what with their race car rivalry, but Rolu of course says, Mau’s family now, cousin of the woman I love, and you can do whatever you want with your money. And I promise as long as we’re together, you won’t want for anything, I’ll buy you anything you like. Xime says he’s divine, and they kiss, but he’s still WAY more into it than she is.
Jerónimo! Yes, we’ve missed our bungling baddie. He breezes into the apartment, complaining to high heaven to anyone who’ll listen (which at this point means Arnie) how Oscar abandoned him. Jacquelinay won’t answer his calls. What’s he gonna do? Oscar left him destitute (en la miseria). He sees his future passing before his eyes. He’s standing at a traffic light, with a clown nose, two balloons balanced on his butt, juggling (haciendo malabares), and all for what! He was a stockholder, dammit! Now he’s a nobody. But maybe…. you and I could do something together. Arnie’s appalled. Business, replies, Jero, just business. Arnie starts to flee. Sure, abandon me, says Jerry ruefully. Just like everyone else. I’ll have to get used to it, just like they’ll reject me when I’m holding my little bottle of cleaner, trying to clean those windshields. That’s my destiny. Arnie leaves.
Jerry spies the love letter from Lalo, looks around furtively, decides to read it. He’s entranced, then mad, then wistful. How come Lalo never wrote anything so pretty to me? Don’t I deserve it? Don’t I?
At the cantina, we’re winding down, as Beto and Estrella now have to lift the hands of their drinkers to get those shots into them, Nieves and Jacqui having lost the ability to handle such matters on their own. The hands are lifted for another round, but Nieves can’t quite manage it, and her head sinks down onto the table, she’s out cold. Same with Jacqui. Darn, says Estrella, a tie! Okay, game over, says Cesar, let’s get the ladies back to the vecindad. You, Beto take Nieves, I’ll take Jacqui. Hey, says Beto, why do I get the heavier one? Well, it’s your Mom. But I could get a hernia, says Beto. They enlist some strong guys from the next table to help. The guys will help carry Beto’s ex-suegrita, and he and Cesar will take Nieves. On the count of three!
Mauricio, Monita and Connie all arrive at the police station at the same time. Connie won’t even let Mau and Moni see the kids, ‘cause they’re her kids. So this is how you take care of the kids? asks Mau. Coni reminds him that when the kids were under his guardianship (tutela), there were problems, too, but now, with Coni’s firm hand, they’ll behave like cultured people, not animals. Mau says the kids were never animals, and rather than teaching manners, shouldn’t one teach them how to be good people? He doubts Coni will teach that. Enter Marcos, what’s happening? Coni fills him in, but he then notices Moni, what’s she doing here? Moni says she came with Mauricio, the kids are more his that hers (Coni’s)! Ahh, he says, walking over to Mau, so you’re Mauricio Sermeño.
Ivan is distraught that he’s losing Luisa to Andrés. Paula gives him some words of encouragement in English. “Don’t worry, be happy” (isn’t she cute?) Meanwhile, here come the wounded soldierettes, returning from the field of battle.
After a few joking remarks from the crowd, Ivan helps Beto get Nieves to her house to sleep it off. But what to do with Jacqui?
Mau tells Marcos these are his kids, but Marcos says the law is the law, and he’s the adoptive grandfather. He stands up to Mau and says Mau’s a wretch, to mess with two womens’ lives. Marcos is GLAD Mau’s without money, in the street, because that way it’ll be easier to stop him for good. As usual, Mau’s quiet, but Moni’s enraged, and jumps in to defend her man. Mau and Moni insist they just want to SEE the kids, to make sure they’re okay, but even that’s too much for Coni and Marcos. Moni threatens to break Coni’s head in two. Marcos says violence never solved anything (he must have missed the first two thirds of this show), and also tells Coni to control herself, too. Moni gets in another jab, saying the Mummy should open up her museum, we have some relatives here (implying Marcos is just like Coni). Valentina! yells Marcos in frustration.
Okay, what’s to do with Jacqui? First idea, a taxi. No, says Cesar, she’s in no condition, and La Momia would kill us all. They decide the guys from the bar have helped enough, so Beto and Ivan each take a shoulder, and Don Cesar gets between Jacqui’s legs and lifts. Not too dignified, but at least they’ve got her in motion. Okay, let’s take her to Estrella’s house. No, no, no, says Estre, frantically waving her hands, take her to Paula’s house. Wait a minute, says Paula, she won’t fit in my house, we have my father, Cristian and me. How about with Ivan and Terry? No, please no, says Terry, we have Alicia, Ivan and I, and Alicia’s sleeping soundly right now. Ivan suggests calling La Momia, but Beto says she wouldn’t help out her mother for anything. Okay, Paula has another idea, let’s take her to Moni’s house!
Cris tells Mau and Moni they don’t have any rights, so they agree to leave. But Moni has a parting shot for Marcos. If you’re on La Momia’s side, how do you expect me to trust you? They leave, and Marcos tells Cris he wants to take care of the fines. Coni will go check on the kids.
Chaos continues in the vecindad. Estrella nixes the idea of Moni’s house, there’s only one bed, and Moni hates La Momia, what would happen when she got home? Fine, says Beto, then tells Estrella, it’s your house and that’s that, since my jefa is in mine, and we had a tie, right? So you get Jacqui. Estre grudingly agrees as the entire crowd carries the passed out rich lady in the white pantsuit off to her fate.
(Think about it, though, if a poor woman passed out in the rich neighborhood, would the neighbors be so kind? Not in THIS novela).
Luisa, Katia and Aldo have been released, and Coni insults them for about 5 minutes, until her Dad comes back to muzzle her. He also wants to be introduced to his grandchildren. Fine, says Coni, and states their names dismissively, adding there’s also a little one sleeping at home. She’s disgusted, but Marcos is amused and happy. He gives both Aldo and Luisa some high fives and fist bumps,
tells them to cheer up, let’s go out to dinner. Coni opposes this, but Marcos reminds her she was young once. But I’m still young! she insists. Well, then why did you adopt adolescents, instead of having your own babies? To bother our father, says Luisa. You see this insolence, says Coni, this is why I have to be strict with them. Nah, says Marcos, adolescence is a very tough stage, you have to be understanding. Now let’s go to dinner, kids and your new granddad will get to know you. No way, shoots back Coni, we’re going home. Come now, children. She marches off defiantly, leaving her Dad to sputter helplessly.
Outside Moni’s apartment, Mau’s still down about the kids, and he’s also worried about Marcos, but he doesn’t want to talk about it anymore. Monita gives him a happy little salute, yes, sir, as you order sir,
and gives him a hug. Mau wants to continue talking about the matter they were discussing before. Moni’s too sleepy to finish the talk, but asks him to come in, and stay with her until she falls asleep. They enter her house, hand in hand.
Nieves is snoring away, as Beto and Cesar tease each other. Cesar thinks Beto set a bad example, egging his Mom on in the cantina. Beto disagrees, after all, she almost won. Cesar tells Beto to go to the store and get some things for a hangover, Nieves will need these. Beto agrees, but not before Cesar has to give him the necessary lana (dough) to pay for the items.
After he leaves, Cesar looks lovingly down at Nieves, bemused that she drank so much. He leans in to kiss her, but is overwhelmed by the liquor smell, thinks he could get drunk from the smell (la pura tufa). He takes off his shades, kisses her hands, calls her his little chocolate candy, he’s here with her, he’ll never leave her alone. Nieves stirs a bit, mumbles where are you? Where is who? asks Cesar. Marcos. The love of my life. Come back to me, I still love you, Marcos, let’s kiss, ah Marcos! Don Cesar is sunglasses-off impactado.
Monita has fallen asleep in Mau’s arms, and he gently places her head on the pillow and quietly gets up. Outside, he runs into Beto, who tells him about the drunk ladies. Beto then notices that Mau looks sad, how come? Valentina now suspects her Mamá is alive. What are they going to do?
Inside, Moni wakes up. She thinks of her Mom, gets out the cigar box with that picture they took when she last saw Isabel. Moni flashes back to all the kind words Isabel said, that she adored Moni, that she was proud of her, that she was so sorry for having abandoned Moni, and begged her forgiveness.
Mau tells Beto that now that Moni has this doubt, there’s no turning back. Sooner or later, through La Momia or otherwise, the truth will come out. Beto agrees, Coni would never stay quiet. He tells Mau how Coni had the chance to choose between love and vengeance, and chose vengeance. Her life’s goal (su meta en la vida) is to destroy La Monita. Mau says he’d understand if Beto doesn’t want to get involved after being hurt by Coni, but Beto says Mau’s his soul brother, and they’re on the same team. He’ll do whatever he can to protect La Monita. Mau says he’s tired of lying. Tomorrow morning, he’ll take Valentina to see her mother.
Moni thinks back some more about those beautiful things Isabel said. But then we see Moni’s face turn thoughtful, wondering, doubtful.
I guess she’ll have to wait until Monday to find out what Mau was trying to tell her.
Previews for Monday: Oscar uses the power of the purse, to make sure Sal stays the same – or worse. And Moni gets to see what’s behind Door Number Two. Will she like what she sees?
Vocabulario:
Un aguafiestas – a spoilsport, a party pooper, a wet blanket
Delegación – police station
Gestiones – procedures (such as legal ones), similar to the word trámites
Miseria – poverty, destitution, it’s a false friend, as the word for “misery” is sufrimiento
Malabarismo – juggling
Tutela – guardianship, tutelage, protection
Tufo – something stinky
Meta en la vida – life’s goal, aim in life
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Hombre, many thanks for the recap. Haven't read yet, printing in case power goes out again. Glad to see you have electricity up there in "Bawlmor" and hope you get to keep it! How much snow have you got now?
Hi, Mike. It's hard to tell how much snow we have, because it's in drifts, higher in some places than others. So far, it's close to the most we've ever had (28 inches), but it's not supposed to end until tonight. I predict we end up with 25 inches. That means a lot of digging out. Fortunately, our electricity's working. Last night was a little scary, as there was thunder and lightning during the snowstorm. Hope your power stays on.
Hombre, so good to see that you're surviving the snowstorm of the century and still turning out a marvelous recap as well. What a great job, funny as always and exquisitely detailed with fabulous photos and clever asides. My favorite quip today:
"Marcos says violence never solved anything (he must have missed the first two thirds of this show)..."
How true.
I'm almost feeling sorry for Jerónimo, jealous of Lalo's interest in Arnie. Last week he groused,
"You never brought me flowers.'
This week,
"How come Lalo never wrote anything so pretty to me? Don’t I deserve it? Don’t I?"
Actually, I remember a letter that Lalo sent to Jero, though it wasn't as sweet and was a lot more graphic. (Thank you Ximena, for your romantic, elegant touch.)
I'm very confused by Isabela. Does she have a plan? What is she trying to accomplish? Has her misfortune caused her to become the cold unfeeling reptilian creature she is now? How could she be the mother of our resilient little boxeadora? I think it's been mentioned here before that Moni seems more like Jaqui and Coni more like Isabel.
Stay warm, Hombre, and all the rest of you Club Gancho folks affected by this bitter weather.
Carlos
"Marcos says violence never solved anything (he must have missed the first two thirds of this show)..."
How true.
I'm almost feeling sorry for Jerónimo, jealous of Lalo's interest in Arnie. Last week he groused,
"You never brought me flowers.'
This week,
"How come Lalo never wrote anything so pretty to me? Don’t I deserve it? Don’t I?"
Actually, I remember a letter that Lalo sent to Jero, though it wasn't as sweet and was a lot more graphic. (Thank you Ximena, for your romantic, elegant touch.)
I'm very confused by Isabela. Does she have a plan? What is she trying to accomplish? Has her misfortune caused her to become the cold unfeeling reptilian creature she is now? How could she be the mother of our resilient little boxeadora? I think it's been mentioned here before that Moni seems more like Jaqui and Coni more like Isabel.
Stay warm, Hombre, and all the rest of you Club Gancho folks affected by this bitter weather.
Carlos
Hi Hombre. Another masterpiece. YOur entire first paragraph should be over on the sidebar. It is the PERFECT description of just what we go through watching these telenovelas. Yes, it happens over and over again, and still we watch.
I was sorry that the "impactado" moment was dear Don Cesar's heart being seriously nicked, if not broken, by Nieves' drunken murmurs. If he were here right now, I give him a super-big hug.
The artsy photo shot of Rolu was interesting. Intrigued by your interpretation. The French had a play once (or was it a movie, can't remember) called La Ronde about all the different lovers, one infatuation ending, another beginning...who knows?
Beto's amused pride in Nieves' drinking capacity reminded me of my brother's wedding rehearsal dinner. Mom got really looped (on only two drinks, actually) and quite outrageous and I was just horrified. But my brother (who has his own wild side) thought it was a hoot. So there ya' go...Beto's perverse pride seemed quite believable to me.
Don't know our official snowfall yet. Son and I shoveled every hour last night. Sometimes, by the time we got to the bottom of the drive, it would be time to go back and start shoveling the top. Then this morning early I shoveled again and my dear neighbor cleared away the huge wall of snow the snowplows had left. For now the skies are clear.
I was sorry that the "impactado" moment was dear Don Cesar's heart being seriously nicked, if not broken, by Nieves' drunken murmurs. If he were here right now, I give him a super-big hug.
The artsy photo shot of Rolu was interesting. Intrigued by your interpretation. The French had a play once (or was it a movie, can't remember) called La Ronde about all the different lovers, one infatuation ending, another beginning...who knows?
Beto's amused pride in Nieves' drinking capacity reminded me of my brother's wedding rehearsal dinner. Mom got really looped (on only two drinks, actually) and quite outrageous and I was just horrified. But my brother (who has his own wild side) thought it was a hoot. So there ya' go...Beto's perverse pride seemed quite believable to me.
Don't know our official snowfall yet. Son and I shoveled every hour last night. Sometimes, by the time we got to the bottom of the drive, it would be time to go back and start shoveling the top. Then this morning early I shoveled again and my dear neighbor cleared away the huge wall of snow the snowplows had left. For now the skies are clear.
The saddest part of this episode was poor Don Cesar having to listen to Nieve's drunken ramblings about Marcos. He looked so stricken.
Thanks for the recap, Hombre. Wonderful as always. Mauricio really is a bore, isn't he? I hope he wears a tag: 'Please return me to...'
After the jailhouse revelation, it will be interesting to see how Aldo and Katia manage, having to live in the same house.
Thanks for the recap, Hombre. Wonderful as always. Mauricio really is a bore, isn't he? I hope he wears a tag: 'Please return me to...'
After the jailhouse revelation, it will be interesting to see how Aldo and Katia manage, having to live in the same house.
Dear Hombre:
Thank you for a brilliant recap; you and Jardinera (on Sorti detail for Friday) are my Saturday frothy capuchino.
Oh, I am worried about beautiful Moni. It would be devastating to discover that your Mother did not love you, indeed, hated you.
Marcos is a real sh#t disturber, isn't he? I am not at all sure I understand what he has up his sleeve re: Isabel.
Hombre, I am happy that you and yours are cozy and and still have power. Good luck digging out, and please watch those soon-to-be-icy sidewalks. After Judy's nasty fall, we don't want another casualty among our beloved recappers. Thanks again, for a wonderful recap.
EJ
Thank you for a brilliant recap; you and Jardinera (on Sorti detail for Friday) are my Saturday frothy capuchino.
Oh, I am worried about beautiful Moni. It would be devastating to discover that your Mother did not love you, indeed, hated you.
Marcos is a real sh#t disturber, isn't he? I am not at all sure I understand what he has up his sleeve re: Isabel.
Hombre, I am happy that you and yours are cozy and and still have power. Good luck digging out, and please watch those soon-to-be-icy sidewalks. After Judy's nasty fall, we don't want another casualty among our beloved recappers. Thanks again, for a wonderful recap.
EJ
Mike and Emilia:
How are you faring in this dreadful storm? I hope you are both OK and that you have consistent power.
Vivi, Susanlynn and JudyB:
(And anyone else I may have missed?)
Are you also buried in snow? The photos on CNN are very worrying. Be safe and warm, cook up something delicious, and tell us about it.
EJ, sending kind thoughts that your feet be warm and your heart be merry
How are you faring in this dreadful storm? I hope you are both OK and that you have consistent power.
Vivi, Susanlynn and JudyB:
(And anyone else I may have missed?)
Are you also buried in snow? The photos on CNN are very worrying. Be safe and warm, cook up something delicious, and tell us about it.
EJ, sending kind thoughts that your feet be warm and your heart be merry
Emilia:
This was priceless...ROTFL
"Mauricio really is a bore, isn't he? I hope he wears a tag: 'Please return me to..."
That man is SUCH an Irish Setter!
EJ, still wiping the tears from her eyes
This was priceless...ROTFL
"Mauricio really is a bore, isn't he? I hope he wears a tag: 'Please return me to..."
That man is SUCH an Irish Setter!
EJ, still wiping the tears from her eyes
EJ, Mike and I are fine. We're far enough from DC that we rarely get hit as badly. We had fierce wind and rain last night but it's snowing now. Probably an inch or less (sorry Hombre). Our power was out for about 4 hours this morning. Poor Mike suffered mightily without his Internet! Anyway, thanks for your concern. Everyone else, please stay safe. Judy, how's your keister?
Oh yes, Mike is making chili using round steak instead of hamburger. YUM! I'll make buttermilk banana walnut bread a bit later. May as well just pat it on my hips, that's where it's going!!
Emilia and Mike;
All right, that's it. I will have to make my way over for dinner. It may take a couple of days...You two cook like my sister and brother-in-law. He is a retired fire chief and is used to making dishes for a crowd. Back in the day when gas was cheap and easy the hubster and I would make the hundred-mile-drive to their house for dinner without batting an eyelash.
And Emilia, padded hips, schmips. Without 'em it would hurt to sit down.
EJ, talking up a blue streak this morning
All right, that's it. I will have to make my way over for dinner. It may take a couple of days...You two cook like my sister and brother-in-law. He is a retired fire chief and is used to making dishes for a crowd. Back in the day when gas was cheap and easy the hubster and I would make the hundred-mile-drive to their house for dinner without batting an eyelash.
And Emilia, padded hips, schmips. Without 'em it would hurt to sit down.
EJ, talking up a blue streak this morning
Come on over! we'd love to meet you. Heck, we'd love to meet ALL of you.
It definitely doesn't hurt to sit down, but I grunt when I stand up! (TMI??)
It definitely doesn't hurt to sit down, but I grunt when I stand up! (TMI??)
Emelia- we're on the same wavelength today. This first I did this snowy morning was bake a banana nut bread. A little later I'm cooking up some jerked pork chops and spicy greens with peppers. I also get to gloat a bit after speaking to my dad in MD who has been shoveling like mad since yesterday, since I live in a condo where such things are done for me. I will eventually have to shovel my little Beetle out though. :)
So glad you had power Hombre so that you could wite such a superb recap (we had some flickering lights last night, but no outages). I think the saddest part of the episode was not Moni and Mau sniffling at each other, but the sad impactado face of Don C as he heard Nieves longing for another. Poor Don Cesar!
So glad you had power Hombre so that you could wite such a superb recap (we had some flickering lights last night, but no outages). I think the saddest part of the episode was not Moni and Mau sniffling at each other, but the sad impactado face of Don C as he heard Nieves longing for another. Poor Don Cesar!
Hombre, you rocked this recap and the title! Great job! Slyvia and Judy, I'm glad it wasn't just me who saw the joy and pride in the faces of Beto and Estrella yesterday. In this episode they really had fun cheering on the two drunk Damas/one with no cama (I love it. Learning spanish with rhyme). This novela is the best. I'm happy to have found you guys. Otherwise, I'd just be watching and guessing.
Rockz...or Sherie. (I forgot my other login ID. Remembering ID's and passwords is highly overrated.) Anymahoodles... Thanks for recapping.
Rockz...or Sherie. (I forgot my other login ID. Remembering ID's and passwords is highly overrated.) Anymahoodles... Thanks for recapping.
BTW, Snow bunny boys and girls, please be safe and stay warm. My Auntie is in Maryland/DC area and says it's beautiful but way too much snow. She's doing what you guys are doing, cooking, hoping the power stays on and trying to stay warm. Vivi/Emilia, do you give lessons? In bad weather, cup 'o noodles keeps me going. No lessons? -I'll take recipes. ^^)
~Rockz
~Rockz
Hello!
Is there an empty seat in Club Gancho? If so I'll pull up a chair and join you for a minute or two.
Hombre, great job! I'm so fond of the wonderful vocabulary at the end of every recap, after all, that's what we're here for....our Spanish! I loved your first paragraph on delayed gratification and the visual of ALL OF US sitting on the fronts of our seats, all around the US and Mexico (Jarocha!), waiting for whatever DOESN"T happen that day! I must say that your best line was, on Rolu's iron bed: "Does this symbolize the circuitous nature of his relationship with Xime?' I think you have a future on HG TV---Mexico. Hombre, after you do all your snow shoveling, toss back a hot toddy or two, after all, if it is OK for Jacqui and Nieves to get smashed, it has to be OK for the rest of us....
As to substantive content, Gancho has more good meaty bones to chew on than a casual observer sees in the program clips. On the surface the characters seem campy and even silly, but then you have the Mau/ Moni's mother scene that played to a a surface misunderstanding, but still managed to be VERY poignant. Dealing with the 8 (6?) year absence of the mother you thought was dead is going to hit hard, I dread it. What's with that iceberg Isabel, she is really, really angry.
Has Coni darkened her hair? It seemed several shades darker yesterday, or it's my TV....as usual.
Everyone in the storm zone, keep warm and my wish for all of you is .....MUCHO ELECTRICIDAD.
Is there an empty seat in Club Gancho? If so I'll pull up a chair and join you for a minute or two.
Hombre, great job! I'm so fond of the wonderful vocabulary at the end of every recap, after all, that's what we're here for....our Spanish! I loved your first paragraph on delayed gratification and the visual of ALL OF US sitting on the fronts of our seats, all around the US and Mexico (Jarocha!), waiting for whatever DOESN"T happen that day! I must say that your best line was, on Rolu's iron bed: "Does this symbolize the circuitous nature of his relationship with Xime?' I think you have a future on HG TV---Mexico. Hombre, after you do all your snow shoveling, toss back a hot toddy or two, after all, if it is OK for Jacqui and Nieves to get smashed, it has to be OK for the rest of us....
As to substantive content, Gancho has more good meaty bones to chew on than a casual observer sees in the program clips. On the surface the characters seem campy and even silly, but then you have the Mau/ Moni's mother scene that played to a a surface misunderstanding, but still managed to be VERY poignant. Dealing with the 8 (6?) year absence of the mother you thought was dead is going to hit hard, I dread it. What's with that iceberg Isabel, she is really, really angry.
Has Coni darkened her hair? It seemed several shades darker yesterday, or it's my TV....as usual.
Everyone in the storm zone, keep warm and my wish for all of you is .....MUCHO ELECTRICIDAD.
It's still snowing, but we still have power. Just in case we lose it, my wonderful wife Fran has been cooking. I'm told we have enough sloppy joes, meatloaf, mashed potatoes and peas to feed an army.
When Don Cesar took off his sunglasses, it seemed appropriate to the tender mood, but I think it was really done so they could show his stricken face when he heard Nieves calling out Marcos's name. BTW, I'm not worried about Cesar, there's no way Nieves will end up with Marcos.
This episode seemed to answer some of the questions we had about Isabel and Marcos. Apparently, after Isabel found out, through DNA testing, that Marcos was Moni's father, she told Marcos, probably trying to get back in his good graces. He insisted on meeting Valentina, but he needed Isabel to smooth the way by first telling Moni he was her father. Isabel agreed, despite her agreement with Mau, in order to win back Marcos's love. Of course that won't work.
But I do think there's a chance that Marcos (who's not nearly as bad as Oscar, Coni and Isabel) to eventually form a bond with Moni.
When Don Cesar took off his sunglasses, it seemed appropriate to the tender mood, but I think it was really done so they could show his stricken face when he heard Nieves calling out Marcos's name. BTW, I'm not worried about Cesar, there's no way Nieves will end up with Marcos.
This episode seemed to answer some of the questions we had about Isabel and Marcos. Apparently, after Isabel found out, through DNA testing, that Marcos was Moni's father, she told Marcos, probably trying to get back in his good graces. He insisted on meeting Valentina, but he needed Isabel to smooth the way by first telling Moni he was her father. Isabel agreed, despite her agreement with Mau, in order to win back Marcos's love. Of course that won't work.
But I do think there's a chance that Marcos (who's not nearly as bad as Oscar, Coni and Isabel) to eventually form a bond with Moni.
Sandy, I think you said you joined the show in the middle, so I'll fill you in on a few details. If you already knew them, I apologize.
Moni's only thought Isabel was dead for under a year. She didn't know anything about Isabel from the age of 8 for about 20 years, just knew she had been abandoned.
Then she went with Mau to search for her mother in Moroleon, where Alicia lives. Alicia told Mau and Moni that she had no idea where Isabel was, but that was a lie, she was right there. But since Isabel had leukemia, after Mau and Moni left, Isabel decided to seek out Moni, who turned out to be the only donor. That's when Isabel faked her death, with Mau's help, and disappeared again. Isabel somehow converted her anger from being dumped by Marcos (although we didn't know anything about him until he recently appeared in the show), and her distress at being raped by a group of youths, into hatred for Moni.
Moni's only thought Isabel was dead for under a year. She didn't know anything about Isabel from the age of 8 for about 20 years, just knew she had been abandoned.
Then she went with Mau to search for her mother in Moroleon, where Alicia lives. Alicia told Mau and Moni that she had no idea where Isabel was, but that was a lie, she was right there. But since Isabel had leukemia, after Mau and Moni left, Isabel decided to seek out Moni, who turned out to be the only donor. That's when Isabel faked her death, with Mau's help, and disappeared again. Isabel somehow converted her anger from being dumped by Marcos (although we didn't know anything about him until he recently appeared in the show), and her distress at being raped by a group of youths, into hatred for Moni.
Wow, lots of comments since I was last here. I'm glad to see el animo (today's Spanish word of the day) in good shape amongst our snow bunnies. Here the weather could not be more beautiful. Bright sunshine, cool crisp and dry. Bonnie Belle had friends over and they had a blast, running and playing. I'm sending it your way.
Mike, we're having chili as well, tomorrow. The lovely Linda asked what I wanted to have for Super Bowl watching and chili seemed like a good choice. She is also fixing marinated shrimp, a nice snack for football watching. Shiner Bock in the fridge. I think we're ready.
Marcos is such a charmer, I've no doubt that he will win Moni over. She will be delighted to have a daddy who dotes on her. Too bad that he's off on the wrong foot with Mao, but he'll smooth that over eventually. I predict that Isabel will eventually come around though I've absolutely no idea how that will be facilitated.
Sandy, you are right about the richness of this TN. It can simply be frothy mindless fun, and lend itself to in depth analysis at the same time, and we here at Club Gancho are the very ones to do just that very thing.
Stay warm, everyone.
Carlos
Mike, we're having chili as well, tomorrow. The lovely Linda asked what I wanted to have for Super Bowl watching and chili seemed like a good choice. She is also fixing marinated shrimp, a nice snack for football watching. Shiner Bock in the fridge. I think we're ready.
Marcos is such a charmer, I've no doubt that he will win Moni over. She will be delighted to have a daddy who dotes on her. Too bad that he's off on the wrong foot with Mao, but he'll smooth that over eventually. I predict that Isabel will eventually come around though I've absolutely no idea how that will be facilitated.
Sandy, you are right about the richness of this TN. It can simply be frothy mindless fun, and lend itself to in depth analysis at the same time, and we here at Club Gancho are the very ones to do just that very thing.
Stay warm, everyone.
Carlos
Hombre, thanks for the clarification. Having Mau in on the fake death puts a completely different spin on their conversation, no wonder the trepidation and tears. I hesitate to go to Wiki because it is a minefield of spoilers. I'll just soldier on, eventually I'll figure everything out!
Looks like presently, with all the cooking, the greatest danger facing Club Gancho members is indigestion!!!!
Carlos, yes, Marcos is a charmer. I usually go for the good guys/girls. I'm making an exception for Marcos, first, you can easily understand him and secondly, he's the WL, FC for us older gals!!
Everybody keep warm and go Peyton! (thought I'd get that in!)
Looks like presently, with all the cooking, the greatest danger facing Club Gancho members is indigestion!!!!
Carlos, yes, Marcos is a charmer. I usually go for the good guys/girls. I'm making an exception for Marcos, first, you can easily understand him and secondly, he's the WL, FC for us older gals!!
Everybody keep warm and go Peyton! (thought I'd get that in!)
Sandy, you just pull up a chair any time. We're a close-knit group with chairs that mysteriously appear (they're probably provided by Hombre) whenever anyone wants to sit a spell.
Were you here a couple of weeks ago when Judy wanted to pout in a corner? We all joined her and brought cyber-food. It was wonderful! Can't pout long in Gancholand, although Univision tries to keep us aggravated.
Were you here a couple of weeks ago when Judy wanted to pout in a corner? We all joined her and brought cyber-food. It was wonderful! Can't pout long in Gancholand, although Univision tries to keep us aggravated.
Sandy, glad you're going to be rooting for the Colts. I lived in Indy from the age of 10 until I left for college, so I"m definitely shaking the pompoms for those guys.
Emilia, alas my keister is still very sore. Shoveling snow was awful, but had to be done. I keep telling myself it's okay to take three Advil at a time, but honestly don't know. Hopefully no more snow and I can taper off again like I did before.
Carlos, how wonderful that Linda asked what YOU would like for the Superbowl and is making that very thing. You are spoiled rotten but deserve it, I'm sure.
I'll be getting a pizza for our son, and my husband will be eating lentil sloppy joes (oh god! I can hear you all groaning) but he really does worry about having another heart attack and he actually likes this heart-healthy recipe.
And no, I don't think Nieves will end up with Marcos, but even so, Cesar took a big hit to the heart and that's always tough to see.
Carlos, have you joined me at my "table for one" thinking that Isabel can be redeemed? Certainly hope so. Would hate for anyone to remain in that corrosive state of hatred and resentment forever. The fires of Hell burn in this world not the next.
Emilia, alas my keister is still very sore. Shoveling snow was awful, but had to be done. I keep telling myself it's okay to take three Advil at a time, but honestly don't know. Hopefully no more snow and I can taper off again like I did before.
Carlos, how wonderful that Linda asked what YOU would like for the Superbowl and is making that very thing. You are spoiled rotten but deserve it, I'm sure.
I'll be getting a pizza for our son, and my husband will be eating lentil sloppy joes (oh god! I can hear you all groaning) but he really does worry about having another heart attack and he actually likes this heart-healthy recipe.
And no, I don't think Nieves will end up with Marcos, but even so, Cesar took a big hit to the heart and that's always tough to see.
Carlos, have you joined me at my "table for one" thinking that Isabel can be redeemed? Certainly hope so. Would hate for anyone to remain in that corrosive state of hatred and resentment forever. The fires of Hell burn in this world not the next.
Well, the snow finally stopped, and I went outside to take a look. Wow! It's close to three feet deep. So I decided to start on digging out the driveway and the cars, knowing it was more than a one day job. I told Fran that today's goal was just to get to the back of my car. She told me I was nuts to try that much. After 45 minutes of digging, I realized what she meant - that was HER car I was digging out!
Vivi, good luck with FINDING your Beetle. BTW, I really love your comments on Sortilegio (and here, and your Dinero recaps). 2 times last week I read the recap, thought I had come up with some valuable clarification, and you'd already posted my exact thoughts!
Rockz/Sherie, glad you're able to learn some Spanish from this board. When I first started watching novelas (during La Fea Mas Bea), I only understood who the good guys were, who was whose daughter, and of course "no puede ser"!
Vivi, good luck with FINDING your Beetle. BTW, I really love your comments on Sortilegio (and here, and your Dinero recaps). 2 times last week I read the recap, thought I had come up with some valuable clarification, and you'd already posted my exact thoughts!
Rockz/Sherie, glad you're able to learn some Spanish from this board. When I first started watching novelas (during La Fea Mas Bea), I only understood who the good guys were, who was whose daughter, and of course "no puede ser"!
RockZ/Sherie...you're cracking me up. Actually you sound like my eldest, a stay-at-home mom who doesn't cook. Fortunately her husband makes a salary that allows for very nice take-out and he cooks on the weekend, God bless 'im. She'll nuke some chicken tenders for the kids and provide nicely balanced veggies and fruits, but ain't nothin' going on the stove for poor papa.
Judy, Mike doesn't like lentils but I love 'em. I'd be happy to pull up a chair next to Bob - probably aggravate the bejeebers out of him with my blather... Academic I ain't.
Judy, yes, I'm happy to join you at the Redeem Isabel table, though we'd best have that solicitous waiter who served both Beto and Nieves bring us a couple of bottles 'cause I think it's gonna take awhile. I was hopeful when she first showed up but then... well, you know. I've always thought that she's pretty... in a dead sorta way. I said earlier that she looks like Mary Richards as an extra in Night of the Living Dead.
Oh, and Judy, lentils Sloppy Joes? I think I'll go with Hombre's Sloppy Joes if it's all the same to you.
Carlos
Oh, and Judy, lentils Sloppy Joes? I think I'll go with Hombre's Sloppy Joes if it's all the same to you.
Carlos
Lol Hombre! Im sure she appreciated you digging out her car. Want to come down south and dig out mine? :)
Hey Carlos, I totally understand. Actually I'm lucky he's so willing to eat this stuff. (he draws the line at greens though...no collard, no mustards, no turnips, not even kale!) but he'll go with the beans.
Howevah...have to admit, there's nothing like the taste of real beef. And unlike you, I've eaten my share of chicken too. But, don't enjoy those middle of the night drives to the emergency rooms so I'll keep on dishing up this healthy grub.
Hey Emilia...glad to find another lentil lover. Bob wouldn't mind your conversation, although what he'd really like is for you to listen with rapt attention while he took 45 minutes or so to "educate" you on some topic. Are you up for that?
Howevah...have to admit, there's nothing like the taste of real beef. And unlike you, I've eaten my share of chicken too. But, don't enjoy those middle of the night drives to the emergency rooms so I'll keep on dishing up this healthy grub.
Hey Emilia...glad to find another lentil lover. Bob wouldn't mind your conversation, although what he'd really like is for you to listen with rapt attention while he took 45 minutes or so to "educate" you on some topic. Are you up for that?
Judy, sign me up to sit and listen, I'm a rapt sponge. I'm pretty good with the" hmm, umm, umm humm, and no! You don't say?" Justbe sure to seat me with Bob and not Mauricio unless Ximena's with us. I love lentils, I just can't imagine defiling a Sloppy Joe with peas.
Hombre, I'm sympathetic but I couldn't help but crack up. I think you've earned a snifter of Tequila. Hmm, Tequila and Sloppy Joes, excellent pairing.
Carlos
Hombre, I'm sympathetic but I couldn't help but crack up. I think you've earned a snifter of Tequila. Hmm, Tequila and Sloppy Joes, excellent pairing.
Carlos
I'm a pretty good listener, Judy. Another story if I may...
When Mike and I were preparing to move to England, I admitted to my stepfather that I was hazy on English history. Like the good English professor he was, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Well now..." About three hours later when he finished, we were both surprised that so much time had passed. He never lectured, just talked about all the kings and such as if he had known them personally. I loved it. I'll being the honey and lemon and Bob can expound on anything he wants. Carlos, you can sit by me. (I have bourbon!)
When Mike and I were preparing to move to England, I admitted to my stepfather that I was hazy on English history. Like the good English professor he was, he leaned back in his chair and said, "Well now..." About three hours later when he finished, we were both surprised that so much time had passed. He never lectured, just talked about all the kings and such as if he had known them personally. I loved it. I'll being the honey and lemon and Bob can expound on anything he wants. Carlos, you can sit by me. (I have bourbon!)
We only got about 5 inches of snow, but Philly [southeast of us] got much more...2 feet or more. This has been an odd winter. Usually the Pocono Mts. which are about an hour north of us get more snow than we do, and Philly gets less than we do. This year it's the opposite. Philly and N.J. have had a rough winter. The Philly stations were saying that they have been getting ''historic'' snow accumulations.
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: Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 11:04:00 PM EST
: Saturday, February 6, 2010 at 11:04:00 PM EST
I too agree with Judy the whole first paragraph needs a sidebar slot. Brilliant...hang in there snowmen. Cherish the peace and quiet that comes with everything screeching to a halt. That was always my favorite thing about a snowstorm. Pure silence like you never hear anywhere really, and not having to go to school! :)
Marcos seems to be a pain in the butt but I just can'r hate Eric del Castillo, he's one of my most favorite!!!
Ha Mucho electricidad indeed...good one!
Marcos seems to be a pain in the butt but I just can'r hate Eric del Castillo, he's one of my most favorite!!!
Ha Mucho electricidad indeed...good one!
Hah Carlos, finally checked out your videos. Brought back fond memories. Back when my hair was long and brown (interesting how it turned blonde as I aged) my editor (who certainly was as curmudgeonly as Ed Asner) thought I looked like Mary Richards. I didn't but loved the illusion anyway.
Mary Tyler Moore's teeth are aligned in an interesting way and so are those of the actress playing Monita's mother. There was a lot more variety in people's looks before braces became such a big thing. I personally find overbites very charming but you seldom see them anymore.
Mary Tyler Moore's teeth are aligned in an interesting way and so are those of the actress playing Monita's mother. There was a lot more variety in people's looks before braces became such a big thing. I personally find overbites very charming but you seldom see them anymore.
Good morning everyone. I feel for all of you who are digging yourselves out and stuck inside due to the heavy snow. Please be careful y'all! It sounds like everyone is dealing with the weather in our favorite way...by cooking up a storm. Judy, although lentil sandwiches sound yummy to me (yeah yeah, I'm a tree-hugging tofu eater) I'm not sure they can really be called Sloppy Joes, that seems reserved for beef only. How about Sloppy Fauxs?
Hombre, I knew this recap would be another winner when I read your title. I think you've joined Kris in titular hall of fame.
Gosh I felt sorry for Don Cesar. The look on his face was catastrophic. He and Nieves have been such a cute couple. Will this send him packing back to his wife (but SHE left HIM, right?) or will he and Nieves work things out?
When the kids were in jail it seemed like Andres also looked shocked when the two idiots outed Katia. Maybe he's not so bad after all. He looked appalled and then told his stupid pals to shut up. Or maybe I just imagined it.
Nieves and Jacqui, those two are a delight. I hope they do more scenes together.
Thanks again Hombre. You are amazing for gifting us with such a fantastic recap, especially in the midst of the terrible storm.
Hombre, I knew this recap would be another winner when I read your title. I think you've joined Kris in titular hall of fame.
Gosh I felt sorry for Don Cesar. The look on his face was catastrophic. He and Nieves have been such a cute couple. Will this send him packing back to his wife (but SHE left HIM, right?) or will he and Nieves work things out?
When the kids were in jail it seemed like Andres also looked shocked when the two idiots outed Katia. Maybe he's not so bad after all. He looked appalled and then told his stupid pals to shut up. Or maybe I just imagined it.
Nieves and Jacqui, those two are a delight. I hope they do more scenes together.
Thanks again Hombre. You are amazing for gifting us with such a fantastic recap, especially in the midst of the terrible storm.
"Sloppy Faux"....I love it! Really, when you add onion, green pepper, ketchup, mustard and chili seasoning and slap it in a bun, it tastes like the real thing...but doesn't "feel" the same, obviously. At any rate, he's happy so I'm happy.
Hombre, I forgot to say that I really liked your pic of Rolu and the accompanying query. The picture reminded me of when I took a German philosophy class a million years ago. I recall a world view that they (Kant? Nietzsche?) espoused about knowledge being cyclical in the sense that people tend experience life in circles, repeating events, but the events are slightly altered because of the knowledge that one gains during each cycle or rotation. So if you were to illustrate the path of life it would a three-dimensional cyclical offset rather than a one-dimensional circular path. Anyway, that's the first-grader level recollection of German philosophy. Apologies to any experts out there if I've got it wrong.
Ahem...so Hombre, yes I think the picture DOES represent Rolu's circuitous relationship with Ximena.
Ahem...so Hombre, yes I think the picture DOES represent Rolu's circuitous relationship with Ximena.
You all are so deep! I'm thinking "pretty picture" or "nice camera angle". My mom showed me a drawing once of a man chasing a woman, chasing a different man, on and on in a circle. It must have made an impression since I was a teenager at the time.
Well, we finally broke through the wall (of snow) and reached the street! Not that I have anywhere to go, but at least now my brother can come over to watch the Super Bowl. And yes, I was careful, didn't slip, didn't collapse, although I'm sure I'll be sore tomorrow.
Sylvia, I also think Andres may not be that bad. But what about Ivan? Of course he is too old for Luisa (19 to 15), but as with Estrella and Aldo, they seem to be saying that ages don't matter if you have love. We'll have to see how all these relationships turn out.
I liked your philosophical explanation of Rolu and Xime's circle, and I think Emilia's childhood picture expresses the same thing. First Xime chases Rolu, now he's chasing her. And of course we have Lalu and Arnie jumping on the merry-go-round, too. We'd better not leave out Jerry, though - he might cry.
Sylvia, I also think Andres may not be that bad. But what about Ivan? Of course he is too old for Luisa (19 to 15), but as with Estrella and Aldo, they seem to be saying that ages don't matter if you have love. We'll have to see how all these relationships turn out.
I liked your philosophical explanation of Rolu and Xime's circle, and I think Emilia's childhood picture expresses the same thing. First Xime chases Rolu, now he's chasing her. And of course we have Lalu and Arnie jumping on the merry-go-round, too. We'd better not leave out Jerry, though - he might cry.
To get back down in the basura, I like the picture of Katia behind bars. It could easily be the ad for a B movie with a title like "Teenage Vixens on Ice! No One Is Innocent In The Big House."
Umm, anyway...
Don Cesar: good guy.
Marcos: pompous ass due for a reality check.
Isabel: deserves Marcos and vice versa. They can each have a bedroom on opposite ends of a 6000 sq foot villa.
Pleased to report that Yorktown is enjoying brilliant, much-needed, much-appreciated sunshine today. Ice and snow are melting, birdies are singing in the holly trees gorging on the red berries.
Still holding best wishes for all the good folks who got plastered yesterday.
Umm, anyway...
Don Cesar: good guy.
Marcos: pompous ass due for a reality check.
Isabel: deserves Marcos and vice versa. They can each have a bedroom on opposite ends of a 6000 sq foot villa.
Pleased to report that Yorktown is enjoying brilliant, much-needed, much-appreciated sunshine today. Ice and snow are melting, birdies are singing in the holly trees gorging on the red berries.
Still holding best wishes for all the good folks who got plastered yesterday.
Judy, you mentioned a movie earlier. Did you recall that it was based on the play by Arthur Schnitzler who you mentioned here a few weeks ago. Here is a very good clip from that movie, la Ronde.
Carlos
Carlos
Emilia, don't take me too seriously, I can be SO full of it sometimes.
Carlos, awesome link. I think I saw a young Simone Signoret with her signature amazing eyebrows.
Carlos, awesome link. I think I saw a young Simone Signoret with her signature amazing eyebrows.
Wow Carlos. Thanks for that link. Loved the symbolism of the merry-go-round and the revolving door. And yes, it's always wonderful to see the young Simone Signoret. She changed dramatically as she aged. Still had the beautiful husky voice, but her face coarsened and her body changed so much it was hard to recognize her.
Great recap Hombre. Love your input on the happenings on the screen and I share your feelings on the delay from telling the truth to Moni. We knew from so many episodes ago this deal with Isabel was going to come back to bite Mau's lovely behind.
Poor Don César. His picture is the most perfect example of an impactado face.
Jarocha
Poor Don César. His picture is the most perfect example of an impactado face.
Jarocha
Permalink posted by : Sunday, February 7, 2010 at 5:48:00 PM EST
: Sunday, February 7, 2010 at 5:48:00 PM EST
Carlos:
That video clip was a wonder. How do you find this stuff? I am starting a file, right now, of video clips I would like to have playing in the background at my next cocktail party.
The round in the round image that was my favorite is the bicycle going 'round on the carousel, merry-go-'round...and so on.
Judy, I wish I spoke French. I really have not a word of that lovely language and I must use subtitles to even get an idea of what is going on in French films.
That video clip was a wonder. How do you find this stuff? I am starting a file, right now, of video clips I would like to have playing in the background at my next cocktail party.
The round in the round image that was my favorite is the bicycle going 'round on the carousel, merry-go-'round...and so on.
Judy, I wish I spoke French. I really have not a word of that lovely language and I must use subtitles to even get an idea of what is going on in French films.
Capn:
LOL at your self-description as a tofu-loving-tree hugger.If you do not mind me asking, are you located in California? I don't know why I have that in my pea brain, but I do.
Today noverlera and I had a Caray-stalker lunch, and it was wonderful. She is wonderful. We missed Cielo de Levy whom we know is in the North Bay, but we had the idea that you, too, may be in the Golden State. Anyone else out there? Please give a shout. And to all who may be traveling to Northern California, I like the folks on this Board so much that I would love to meet you.
Jarocha, a special invitation to you. Please come visit the US. You have so many admirers here!
EJ, who never knew she would be a tour director...jajajaja
LOL at your self-description as a tofu-loving-tree hugger.If you do not mind me asking, are you located in California? I don't know why I have that in my pea brain, but I do.
Today noverlera and I had a Caray-stalker lunch, and it was wonderful. She is wonderful. We missed Cielo de Levy whom we know is in the North Bay, but we had the idea that you, too, may be in the Golden State. Anyone else out there? Please give a shout. And to all who may be traveling to Northern California, I like the folks on this Board so much that I would love to meet you.
Jarocha, a special invitation to you. Please come visit the US. You have so many admirers here!
EJ, who never knew she would be a tour director...jajajaja
Hey Elna June, yes I am California born and bred. How ever did you guess? Oh right, the tofu always gives it away.
Hey now, I love tofu too. And I only lived in Monrovia, CA for a year (back when I was 8).
Speaking of French, one of my daughters posted on Facebook the most entrancing video of a little French girl making up a story and telling it to her teacher (or mother, not sure which) and it is soooo lovely. It truly is the most beautiful language ever.
Speaking of French, one of my daughters posted on Facebook the most entrancing video of a little French girl making up a story and telling it to her teacher (or mother, not sure which) and it is soooo lovely. It truly is the most beautiful language ever.
Wow...you guys are amazing. I never know what I'll find when I drop by here ...''Sloppy Faux''...''one-dimendional cyclical off set''...say what ? Sylvia, I took Intro to Philosophy in college when I was 19. I had no idea what the the prof [who looked like Johnny Carson and always seemed spaced out] was talking about. I can remember the phrase ''I think; therefore , I am.'' . I also remember some guy sitting in the closet thinking. I also recall writing a blue book about Existentialism. Ah yes, a nineteen year old knows a lot about Existentialism. I got an A. Judyb~I would enjoy your Sloppy Faux because I love Sloppy Joe, but I don't eat beef anymore. I used to make Sloppy Joe for my dad . Well, I am off to work. They are predicting snow again here Tuesday night into Wednesday. I am so ready for springtime. Hombr~Glad that you got shoveled out . Our neighbor plowed our driveway and hub shoveled the front walk. We only got about 7 inches.
Permalink posted by : Monday, February 8, 2010 at 7:18:00 AM EST
: Monday, February 8, 2010 at 7:18:00 AM EST
Morning, Caray mates. Yes--it is your Prodigal Cohort. :) And I am trying my d@mdest to get caught up with Gancho. (I don't think I'll ever catch up on Sorti, but hey I'm giving that a shot too. We mates are stubborn like that.) I cannot tell you how busy I have been. You just would not believe it.
I ran across Gancho the other night at MIDNIGHT, and that really pissed me off because it only reinforced the fact that Univision had willfully and unashamedly screwed up the show's broadcast time despite our protests. But then I sort of appreciated it because it least I can see it when I stay up late (I presume?).
Thanks everyone for keeping the recaps going. You don't know how much that is really helping me out. Carlos and JudyB--smooches and I love y'all. My email was down for a while, and I appreciate you checking in on me. Gave me the warm-and-toasties. :)
Well, I guess I'll get a little shut-eye now. I had to pull an all-nighter for a writing assignment. (Mom and Dad are doing better.) I can't wait to read more Caray comments.
Hugs and mush--
Stephe
I ran across Gancho the other night at MIDNIGHT, and that really pissed me off because it only reinforced the fact that Univision had willfully and unashamedly screwed up the show's broadcast time despite our protests. But then I sort of appreciated it because it least I can see it when I stay up late (I presume?).
Thanks everyone for keeping the recaps going. You don't know how much that is really helping me out. Carlos and JudyB--smooches and I love y'all. My email was down for a while, and I appreciate you checking in on me. Gave me the warm-and-toasties. :)
Well, I guess I'll get a little shut-eye now. I had to pull an all-nighter for a writing assignment. (Mom and Dad are doing better.) I can't wait to read more Caray comments.
Hugs and mush--
Stephe
Stephe, welcome back. We've missed you. It's so good to hear that your parents are better. Not a whole lot has changed since you were last her, well, except that Mauricio has lost everything, Coni lost her baby, Estrella is pregnant, Conii's daddy has showed up and turns out that he's Moni's daddy as well, and Sal is being held in a manicomio and everyone thinks that he is dead. Just your day to day TN stuff.
Carlos
Carlos
Thinking of everyone affected by the snow. Hope everyone is now dug out, has power and is safe.
I don't know what to add to what has already been said so eloquently Hombre except to agree that your recap was extraordinary. The pictures and vocabulary were wonderful.
I'd also love to give Don Cesar an enveloping, encouraging hug...
Can a child ever recover from the pain of knowing their mother hates them? I've been uncomfortable with this storyline ever since Isabel first reared her ugly head. Moni will need great love from Mau and her friends who are her real family (which definitely excludes Marcos as far as I'm concerned).
Stephe, so glad you are back and that your parents are better.
Diana
I don't know what to add to what has already been said so eloquently Hombre except to agree that your recap was extraordinary. The pictures and vocabulary were wonderful.
I'd also love to give Don Cesar an enveloping, encouraging hug...
Can a child ever recover from the pain of knowing their mother hates them? I've been uncomfortable with this storyline ever since Isabel first reared her ugly head. Moni will need great love from Mau and her friends who are her real family (which definitely excludes Marcos as far as I'm concerned).
Stephe, so glad you are back and that your parents are better.
Diana
Permalink posted by : Monday, February 8, 2010 at 9:54:00 AM EST
: Monday, February 8, 2010 at 9:54:00 AM EST
Stephe, Stephe...soooo glad you're back. We've missed your comments which are always unique and funny. And delighted to get some smoochies.
Also glad to know your parents are better. Good news always appreciated.
Susanlynn..I'll send you the recipe for Sloppy Faux if you think you might like to eat it. Can't guarentee that your hubster will like it, but you could freeze it in small batches to have as a sandwich for you (on whole-wheat buns of course!)
Also glad to know your parents are better. Good news always appreciated.
Susanlynn..I'll send you the recipe for Sloppy Faux if you think you might like to eat it. Can't guarentee that your hubster will like it, but you could freeze it in small batches to have as a sandwich for you (on whole-wheat buns of course!)
Carlos, I loved that clip from La Ronde. As you said, it's based on a play by Arthur Schnitzler. I checked Google Books, and one can download the complete play (called Reigen in German, and Hands Around in English). Just search for Arthur Schnitzler, and both editions are there, freely downloadable since they're in the public domain. Of course the movie La Ronde, from 1950, isn't in the public domain. I'd like to see it one day. I'm working on improving my French. Too bad there aren't French telenovelas readily available. And who has the time, anyway?
Stephe, welcome back!
Diana, I'm hoping Marcos will turn out to be a good parent for Moni. So far he's manipulative and overbearing, but as for his relationship with Moni, he never even knew about her until just recently, and wants to get to know her, unlike Isabel, who wants just the opposite. But you're right, her real family is Nieves, Beto, Estrella, Alicia, and her other friends in the neighborhood.
Stephe, welcome back!
Diana, I'm hoping Marcos will turn out to be a good parent for Moni. So far he's manipulative and overbearing, but as for his relationship with Moni, he never even knew about her until just recently, and wants to get to know her, unlike Isabel, who wants just the opposite. But you're right, her real family is Nieves, Beto, Estrella, Alicia, and her other friends in the neighborhood.
Elna June: Thank you for the invite. Last year I had the pleasure of visiting New York City for the first time and it was really my first time in the United States (I had previously spent some time at the George Bush airport in Houston but I don't think that counts). I was studying in Toronto and the oportunity to cross the border and go to a four day tour of NYC came,so I took it and I had the time of my life there.
I wish I could have spent more time but our schedule was fantastic as we could visit so many places in such a short time (Times Square, Broadway, the Brooklyn Bridge, the Liberty Statue, Central Park, the Rockefeller Center, Hell's Kitchen, Greenwich's Village, St Patrick's Cathedral, etc.) and let me tell you: riding the New York subway is an adventure on its own.
I definitely want to go back and visit other places of the United States.
Jarocha
I wish I could have spent more time but our schedule was fantastic as we could visit so many places in such a short time (Times Square, Broadway, the Brooklyn Bridge, the Liberty Statue, Central Park, the Rockefeller Center, Hell's Kitchen, Greenwich's Village, St Patrick's Cathedral, etc.) and let me tell you: riding the New York subway is an adventure on its own.
I definitely want to go back and visit other places of the United States.
Jarocha
Permalink posted by : Monday, February 8, 2010 at 2:22:00 PM EST
: Monday, February 8, 2010 at 2:22:00 PM EST
I just saw an interview with Sebastián Rulli where he spoke about the vocalization lessons he took to neutralize his accent when he first came to Televisa back in the 90's.
It turns out that back then there was alot of insistence from the teachers at CEA (the Centre of Artistic Studies of Televisa) that everyone should enunciate slowly and clear, so much that they almost had their own accent for novelas. But around the last of the 90's and begining of the 2000's Televisa started reading feedback from the internet where the public apparently complained that the actors in novelas spoke in ways they considered too artificial, so they decided that the vocalization was only important to make their enunciation clear but at the same time they encourage the actors now to be as natural as they can when they speak.
That's why the older actors use so many pauses and tend to enphasize their words so much. They got used to speak like that.
I do wonder now, if you hear a difference between the actors that started their careers and studies mid-90's (like Rulli and Wilkins in Gancho) where they were taught the "novela accent" and later where encouraged to be more natural and the actors who started in the 2000's (like Jaqui Bracamontes, Sebastián Zurita, Allison Lozz, etc.) who were always asked to be natural.
Jarocha
It turns out that back then there was alot of insistence from the teachers at CEA (the Centre of Artistic Studies of Televisa) that everyone should enunciate slowly and clear, so much that they almost had their own accent for novelas. But around the last of the 90's and begining of the 2000's Televisa started reading feedback from the internet where the public apparently complained that the actors in novelas spoke in ways they considered too artificial, so they decided that the vocalization was only important to make their enunciation clear but at the same time they encourage the actors now to be as natural as they can when they speak.
That's why the older actors use so many pauses and tend to enphasize their words so much. They got used to speak like that.
I do wonder now, if you hear a difference between the actors that started their careers and studies mid-90's (like Rulli and Wilkins in Gancho) where they were taught the "novela accent" and later where encouraged to be more natural and the actors who started in the 2000's (like Jaqui Bracamontes, Sebastián Zurita, Allison Lozz, etc.) who were always asked to be natural.
Jarocha
Permalink posted by : Monday, February 8, 2010 at 3:09:00 PM EST
: Monday, February 8, 2010 at 3:09:00 PM EST
Really interesting about the novela accents Jarocha. When looking at old American movies, you can also tell a difference. The speaking and acting style seems a bit more artificial, less natural. But I think some of that also had to do with stage acting training, versus those who later only had film acting experience.
Yes, I think you are right Vivi. You know, back in the 50's and 60's the novelas were transmitted live so watching them at home was like watching a play on stage, except of course with the difference of being able to see clearly their expressions and movements thanks to the camera work. Actors had to memorize their lines and make sure the scene was perfect before they were on air.
Jarocha
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: Monday, February 8, 2010 at 6:24:00 PM EST
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