Happy Valentine's Day, Bubbies! You know I love you waaaay too much to keep you hangin', so without further adieu I now bring you:
JAILBATE: THE FINALE
Boy, that Tony - he really can't take a hint, can he? Joey's flinging herself all over the freaking basement screaming at the top of her lungs and he's just determined to believe she's JUST JOSHIN'.
I also love that MOM is now officially chillaxin' with THE MAN.
Something else occurs to me, and it's that the entire scenerio now seems to have morphed from, say, SPLENDOR IN THE GRASS to NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD. It's just too fabulous...
And, VOILA~! Night of the Living Dead does a final morph into THE SHINING! A tad prescient of the 14-year-old me if I do say so myself, since at the time of this writing, Jack Nicholson's exquisitely psychotic axe-wielding turn in that film was not to appear on the silver screen for another 3 years. But then again, I guess it's a pretty common thing in drama - the ole' AXE THRU THE DOOR.
Okay, well - little bit of a dreary ending here. What can I say, I was a maudlin kid. And who knows, it's still vaguely open-ended. Maybe things worked out for those crazy kids, after all! I'd like to think so.
Hey! Maybe there's a sequel in here, some 30 years later! Like Joey could dump that shmuck Tony (since he's in jail, anyhow) and then she goes on to become a struggling singer/songwriter and a part-time lawyer's assistant who also writes short stories and rescues animals and ...and ...
Naaah. Forget it. Nobody'd be interested in that kinda foolishness.
