#anyways i'm having fun with the final season of mrs maisel

[vidocqsociety]

idk i just think it's really weird that an entire fandom is writing an entire show off because the made-up main character who is shown to be alive and well in the mid-1980s isn't going to end up with the very real person who died in 1966

[taraljc]

so I finished my Marvelous Mrs Maisel season 1 rewatch. I was supposed to have been sorting stuff for sale while I did it. as with most things in my life 'supposed to' exited stage left pursued by a bear. however I have been writing bits and pieces even though I have absolutely no idea where any of them are going to fit. but part of it does include a lot of missing scenes, including the walk from the Station House or whatever they call it in New York. precincts? the walk from the 8th precinct to The City Corner and actually both Midge using her one phone call to call Susie to tell Susie to call her mother, and then after Lenny bails her out, trying to get through to the Gaslight to tell Susie not to go to the station because Lenny bailed her out but the line is busy because Susie still on the phone with Midge's mother. so then there is the comedy of errors getting another nickel so Lenny can call someone he knows to send a runner to the Gaslight to tell Susie to meet them at the diner.

long story short the only money Midge has on her is like the 20 bucks her dad handed her before she walked out, and only because it was in the pocket of her dress. all of her change from the cab ride is actually in the pocket of her coat which Susie has and Lenny has no change. and Lenny gets to watch the transformation that is Midge using her feminine wiles to get a random guy on the street to give them change. and it also includes the first time Midge actually tells Lenny a joke and he thinks holy shit this chick is really funny because at that point they have only interacted at police stations and he only has it on hearsay that she is actually a comic.

anyway, I wasted like 2 hours trying to look up an actual vintage phone number because I didn't know what the exchange would be for Riverside and 111th in 1958 and so I was literally combing through vintage newspapers looking for a phone number I could steal and the fact that I bothered to do that for literally a throwaway gag tells you a lot about me I guess?

anyway I put a placeholder in because I have to find somebody who actually lived in New York in the 60s who can tell me what the exchange would have been and until that happens, I'm just sticking with what I've got.

so I'm aware that all of this on the surface sounds like progress. because you would think based on the way I talk about it that I have made great strides. but the problem is I'm not making great strides anywhere except sitting on my ass on the sofa and watching TV and occasionally typing into a computer.

I am not getting laundry done. I am not getting dishes done. I did make myself ramen for dinner so that was something. and I played with the cat for a while--also something. since I'm on the phone dictating this tumblr post my cat is actually trying to crawl inside a gigantic bin bag that holds a ball gown (which is a really long story).

my cat has become increasingly despondent with the amount of time I have been spending reading about Lenny Bruce and talking about Lenny Bruce and writing about Lenny Bruce and not playing with my cat. however being a cat I'm pretty sure if I keep on giving her lots of treats she'll be fine.

oh good the cat has removed herself from the nest of crinolins and is now under my bed.

anyway, I am still poking things with sticks. I still need to gather up another pair of 30 gallon bins of doll stuff to give to Tiny Frock Shop to sell. I need to raise $5,000 for a special assessment on my building for the HOA. I got ghosted by the only interview I've had in a year so that was fun. literally ghosted while in the process of trying to arrange the follow-up interview. so that was new.

anyway it's early Saturday morning and I'm only just now getting to bed.

But watching the entirety of the first episode of season 2 for the first time since the first episode of season 2 aired, instead of just the flashback scene from the end of the season finale of season 1, was interesting. I wish I had some real solid sense of how much time had passed. was it weeks? was it a month? how long was Rose gone before Abe and Midge even noticed? enough time for Midge to get incredibly proficient at being a phone operator in the basement of B Altman. And enough time for Rose to restart her life in Paris reliving her glory days as a student in I presume the 1920s and get a dog and train said dog. I'm already very attached to Simone and concerned about the dog because I don't remember what happens to the dog I'm sure the dog lives a long and happy life with the landlady. also the female impersonators are wonderful and it makes me want to watch Victor/Victoria again which I should because it's fantastic. and the silly nightclub set that Midge does is actually worth it for the interpreter because the because the interpreter is absolutely hitting every cadence. I mean I have enough French to follow right up until it becomes pretty much overlapping completely.

(although weirdly I had a very difficult time understanding the landlady which I guess is the difference between listening to an actual Parisian speak French as opposed to a New Yorker speaking French. I haven't actually carried on extended conversations with parisians in about 30 years so the fact that I retained any french at all is sort of a huge surprise to me.)

I forgot how weird it is for the dynamic to be reversed with Midge wanting to get back together with Joel and Joel being the one saying no that won't work. but I had forgotten how completely separate their lives had been over those 3 months. she had no idea that he had suddenly actually invested any time and passion in his day job and he has no idea that she suddenly has his burgeoning career as a comic. in fact she's the one who told him about where to find the party albums which I had forgotten. I keep thinking that he knew about the record shop and had bought his comedy albums there.

also the part where Midge's bedroom is attached to the kitchen makes no sense to me because that should actually be the maid's room but maybe not. I need to look at schematics of that building again. maybe the maid's room has its own access? I don't know I've never lived in a building with a doorman and although I have lived in a house that had maids quarters that my father had converted into a home office and there was a really narrow really steep staircase that went from that room down to the kitchen and it was located behind my bedroom so in order to get to it you'd walk through my bedroom and let me tell you that was fun as a child.

also I had had it in my head this whole time that Frank and Nicky we're sent to rough up Susie over gambling debts not sent by Susie's mentor Harry Drake. That's cold. that is seriously cold. although I will say this, that's probably the most press Sophie Lennon has gotten in years.

also I wonder if Midge kept the coat. she should have kept the coat. it was a really good coat. also it was from Marshall Fields which was a massive part of my childhood and so I have affection for that code based entirely upon the label.

God I am so sorry about all of the scrolling. I'm on my phone which means I can't insert a read more. but when I get up in the morning I mean in the afternoon when I get up later and go to my computer I will try and remember to go back to this and edit it so it makes sense and add a read more so it doesn't scroll for six pages and by pages I mean screens.