Friday, April 17, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #44, 4/17/20: Talking Heads All Day; Nobody Dies, Yet
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Me Declaro Culpable #43, 4/16/20: Roberta gets help
Natalia is having flashbacks to the semi nice things that Julian did for her- she forgets the part where he drugged her drink in an attempt to date rape her and in turn caused her to run over Paolo causing him to become paralyzed. Minor details.
Gabriel: I hate recapping his scenes cause he annoys me. Anyways, Gabe is sad because he has leukemia and is angry that Ingrid hid this from him. Does he have leukemia or are his symptoms due to the drugs that Ingrid has been sneaking in his food? If his dad had leukemia then why did he have memory loss as one of his symptoms? Someone explain this to me! I diagnose this telenovela with a case of bad writing. I don't think it will make a full recovery #thoughtsandprayers.
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Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #42, 4/15/20: Ever try to kill a cockroach, or even just get rid of one?
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Tuesday, April 14, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #41, 4/14/20: The Number You Have Dialed Is Out of Its Mind
If it's Tuesday, we must be in...wait...exactly the same spot we were in last Tuesday? No wonder I feel like I'm not getting anywhere in life.
Alba totters down the precarious, wet, sandy stairs in her high-heeled platform sandals, because of course now is the time to change out of sensible shoes. She is charmed by Franco's surprise party, which seems to include the additional hazards of drinking champagne and sitting on giant spiny yoga balls next to a railing that consists of nothing more than two pieces of saggy rope. If these two were baddies, it would all be very suspenseful, but unfortunately they're endgame so there's no point getting excited.
Alba is amazed that Franco had time to plan all this when "he is always so busy at work." I start laughing hysterically, and so do they, only in slow motion and for an absurdly long time.
Flophouse Urzua
Apparently Nat got hungry and came home. Margara surprises her with her head in the refrigerator and hands her a passive-aggressive suicide note from Roberta saying she has nothing more to live for now that everyone has abandoned her. Cara de impactada de Natalia: all this and they're out of yoghurt, too?
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Monday, April 13, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #40, 4/13/20: Fish Or Cut Bait, Nati, We're Sick Of Your Whining
Elsewhere, Ingrid is giving her usual over-the-top academy awards performance as a distraught auntie learning her nephew has the same dreaded disease that killed her brother. Doc, who first wanted to talk to Gabe's mom, but then settles for Ingrid, says the lad must start chemo as soon as possible. This is a very aggressive malady. More histrionics.
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Friday, April 10, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #39, 4/10/20: And the Band Played On..and On…and On
In case anyone missed this little gem yesterday—When Tizzie called Bertie to tell her that Marga had spilled the beans, he told her they can’t use spousal abuse any longer in their petition for divorce. He said they would have to think of something else. Hmmmm.
No toothbrush, no make-up, no hairbrush, poor Natty
Nat is trying to get away from La Loca Madre so fast she only packs a couple of silk baby doll p.j.s, not even a spare pair of spike heels. She tells her mother she’s not sure where she’s going, but she sure is gong. Bertie yells that she’ll be sorry, as Nat flees. (Bertie’s bustle looks odd without being under a floor-length Victorian gown.)
Left alone, she tears the house apart looking for the security cameras. We know she’s loca because she’s looking under sofa cushions. Jousting lance in hand, Doña Quijote tilts at black mini-objects near the ceiling. These are real. She knocks them down and begins collecting them. She makes a clean sweep, finding the last one in her bedroom. The one good thing is she did it without a drink in the other hand.
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WEEKEND DISCUSSION 4/10/20: Crimes of Fashion, 7th Edition
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Me Declaro Culpable #38, 4/9/20: Different day, same old fights
Short recap ahead cause I'm tired.
Franco, Alba & Roberta- with some Tizano thrown in:
As covered in yesterday's recap Roberta taunted Alba about killing her husband and Alba snapped and gave Roberta a well deserved smack across the face, Roberta threatens to destroy Alba-again. Who wants to keep count of how many times Roberta threatens to kill Alba? And omg why is Roberta still roaming free? Like if any of us threatened someone with death we would at the very least get a restraining order filed against us.
Also, this shows editing sucks. Next thing we know Tizano is demeaning Franco for still working for his father in law (we have heard this same fight before) and Franco counters with "yeah, but I have a good reputation, and I don't have to lie and cheat to win cases, and if you two want to claim I hit Roberta go to it".
Margarita breaks down and confesses to Natalia that she lied, Franco never hit Roberta and the only reason she lied was because Roberta threatened her job.
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Wednesday, April 08, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #37, 4/8/20: Nothing to see here, folks.
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Tuesday, April 07, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #36, 4/7/20: Everybody Doesn't Like Someone
Ingrid runs out into the street and pulls Mauro off Julian. Mauro promptly breaks up with her, although it's not clear whether the precipitating factor was the sleeping around, the sleeping around with a subordinate, or the interruption of the strangling of the subordinate. Either way, she's been a really annoying girlfriend. "Hospital!" croaks Julian. "Tequila!" hisses Ingrid. She wins. Nobody turns off the car alarm.
Cafe TMI
Tizzy drops in to taunt Gael about his apron. "I knew you were a terrible lawyer, but this is your side gig?" Gael tells him he's just helping out "Blanquita" -- I'm not sure the diminutive is evidence of advancing intimacy, but I'll take what I can get -- and if he's late to work, Tiz can go ahead and sue him. After Gael dashes off with some plates, Tizzy copies Franco's hotel info from the napkin where Gael had jotted it down.
Reclusorio of Misdirected Emotion
After Natalia hits the floor, Paolo flings himself out of his wheelchair so he can lie down next to her and pet her like a kitty. Now he's twice as mad at Rufino -- "Look what you did to this poor, innocent girl!" I'm surprised she can get up from under the weight of all that irony, but before you know it she's back at Paolo's place having a conversation that's so boring I've forgotten it already. Anyway, she remembers Julian saying it would be better to be hated for being Juls' flip-flopping arm candy than for being Paolo's fateful instrument of doom, so she calls her favorite mental retrograde and asks him to come and get her.
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Monday, April 06, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #35, 4/6/20: Mauro Makes his Move
That was not the only damage done. Roberta, dressed in bright spring pink today, deliberately slammed her hand in a door in order to have grisly proof for a legal medical expert that hubby Franco was abusing her. Evidently father and daughter are both prepared to go to painful lengths to insure that they get what they want, when they want it. Remains to be seen if this drastic strategy works.
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Friday, April 03, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #34, 4/3/20: Da Bomb Was a Dud but the Warning Was Not
Franco and Alba are in the bomb-armed car (confirmed by Franco by using his cell phone as a selfie mirror—very clever). They are clutching each other for dear life, like maybe it’s the last time they’ll ever feel something. Neither wants to leave the other. They just wait, terrified, for the explosion. Mystery man calls again and says, in essence, “Fooled ya. But I’m your worst enemy and be on guard, because I’m gonna eat you little fishy.” (Well, actually that was Cat in Red Dwarf—see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMlDlu-MTRo). Franco and Alba are celebrating their near miss. He tries to explain there are lots of folks out there who might be provoked by hatred and revenge, but never taken to this level. Alba is horrified. Franco entreats her into more macking and canoodling. He tells her, “All I need is you and a couple of whiskies.” Since they never got to Gabe’s to give him the news, Alba will text him to come by later. Meanwhile, the hugging goes on and Franco’s brilliant white teeth practically light up the place.
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Me Declaro Culpable #33, 4/2/20: An episode full of bombs
Natalia and Pablo:
Pablo learns from Franco that Natalia is hiding out in Morelos with her friend Valentina, Franco gives Pablo Valentinas address and Pablo rolls down there for a final visit with Natalia, basically they breakup (again)- this leads to Pablo later having a crying fit, getting drunk and crawling around his bedroom floor, thank goodness for his bro who comes in, picks him up and gets him coffee, then he throws a fully clothed Pablo into the shower.
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Wednesday, April 01, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #32, 4/1/20: Nat confessed to Pao, Bertie offs herself instead, and Ingrid just vaporizes with Javier
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Tuesday, March 31, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #31, 3/31/20: Some Very Illogical Decisions
Paolo rolls up on Natalia while she's confessing into the phone and...he's wearing earphones and doesn't hear a thing. Cheap trick, writers. They have an endless back-and-forth over a lackluster dinner: she insists he watch the whole thing, not just the syrupy intro, and he tries to get her to just tell him whatever. Finally she pouts so much he agrees to do what she says she wants, which of course causes her to immediately change her mind. Bok-bok.
Later he accidentally deletes the video. These two together do not add up to one even mildly interesting person.
Bufete of Revolving Doors
Gael gleefully shows Julian into his new
Bertie materializes in Franco's office and, for her next trick, conjures both Alba with the coffee and Tiziano with the divorce papers. Franco is justifiably suspicious. Once he and Alba are alone, they have a karma-tempting exchange about how they are getting closer and closer to their goal. What's actually getting closer and closer is Mauro, who bursts in and catches them kissing.
Alba flees and the two cross dull verbal swords ("What is with you?" -- "No, what's with you?") until Franco remembers to spill the most important bean about the divorce -- that it was Roberta's idea. When he churlishly asks if Mauro can just accept that, his suegro tells him not to trip over the desk on his way out...after he drops his resignation on it. Buh-bye.
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Monday, March 30, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #30, 3/30/20: Secrets Discovered, Confessions Made, Dreams Lost, And Roberta's Still Crazy
Home Sweet Home
Meanwhile Roberta and Mauro, both awake back at the house, are having a contentious papa-daughter chat. She KNOWS Franco is not working late as he claims. For sure he's with that Alba bitch. Mauro defends her as a "pobre muchacha" which ticks Bertie off big time. So, you love her more than me!? (Well Alba did save his life, whereas Bertie tried to take it. Sooo.....)
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Friday, March 27, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #29, 3/27/20: Apparently Denial Isn’t Only in Egypt
Ok, I concede. They did it. Neither had ever felt the way they did ever before. It was like flying, but this time they flew together. On with all the hijinks for today.
It’s a Fizzle
The confrontation that we all thought Alba was contemplating as she flew out of the coffee shop when she left Blanca turned into a nothing about even less. She points at Mauro and tells him that because of his *relationship* with Ingrid, he’d better not be planning anything to prejudice her case. Mauro Denies anything of the sort. Berta is relieved. Mauro promises to back up Franco in her case.
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Me Declaro Culpable #28, 3/26/20: The war is on!
This recap will be short and not in order, I just want to go to bed, working and dealing with the public has left me exhausted, and paranoid and my anxiety level is at 100%.
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Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #27, 3/25/20: Family drama: The gift that keeps on giving
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Tuesday, March 24, 2020
Me Declaro Culpable #26, 3/24/20: The Geometry of Drama
Drunk Roberta continues to insult everyone at the dinner party, and after every single member of her family tells her to go to her room, she grabs the car keys and an entire bottle of bourbon and heads out to Tiziano's bachelor pad, where she demands that he knock her up yesterday. Amazingly, he's up for it -- only not in the way she wants, because it turns out he had a vasectomy way before yesterday. He continues to swear his love for her -- why does she think he never married, anyway? -- and she continues to treat him worse than dirt. And now she's really mad because she got down with her dress on for no good reason.
Point A to Point C
Franco drives Gabriel back to Aqua House, where Gabe corners him for a "man-to-man" talk. "Are you in love with my Mom?" Franco comes clean, and Gabe says then dude, get a divorce already. What does it tell you when a 16-year-old boy is the only one who gives decent advice? The conversation is interrupted by the arrival of Pedro, who has invited himself to an impromptu slumber party.
Point D to Point E
Julian passes out after dropping Natalia's name but before dropping Paolo's, but even Katia can put two and two together and get homewrecker. She runs off to dish to Paolo, but he's not home and Dante won't let her in. Good doggie!
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