

Maybe Colleen really is a criminal mastermind, but the ease with which she keeps appearing in places she shouldn't borders more on silly than creepy. Going along for the rollercoaster ride of this episode was made difficult by the abundance of convenient storytelling devices throughout. Albeit, taking some liberties in the retelling of their relationship, Sean's lies walk the fine line between touching and eerie as he lies to Julia but is more so telling himself a tale he knows isn't true, but is one he wants to believe. Not to be outdone, Sean has his own exceptionally personal moment when he cares for amnesia-ridden Julia. Though this threatened to overshadow the subtext of the situation, the 'morning after' scene clears up Christian's subtle redemption, allowing him to display his human side if even just for a split second, triumphantly returning him to that of a tragically flawed character.

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Emmy is in fact Matt's half-sister, proven by her mother and Christian's DNA tests compared against the kids' medical records but… um… what kinds of medical records keep track of a patient's DNA for later comparison in the incidence of incest? An otherwise lackluster story, Matt and Emmy's incest gives way to the shock value of Christian having sex with an amputee, including the full head to toe panning shot. Turns out Bob the Agent Bear didn't go as quietly into that good night as his faux email led everyone to believe, and with alive but scarred from her attempted suicide Colleen running rampant, Sean quickly puts together the pieces of the puzzle. Convenient, maybe, but perhaps Julia's condition has more to do with Olivia covering for her devious daughter and less with the hole in her brain. Julia's been shot in the head, but plagued with amnesia, she's unable to point the finger at Eden. Questions are answered with questions in an episode rife with cliffhangers.
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But if that's how they feel about such things, this wouldn't be a show that cuts beneath the skin of plastic surgery examining the power and perversion of elective procedures. Perhaps Murphy and clan are simply pointing out that the rise and fall of fame is eternally the same and eternally plagued. "Compromising celebrities' privacy," the paparrazzi seem to be the real patients this week, but unfortunately, Nip/Tuck hasn't worked its plastic surgery magic on their story, failing to give a new interpretation of woe-begotten fame. Candy Richards, entertainingly played by the talented Jennifer Coolidge, embodies the twisted perception of fame as a character who's "had a recurring role on every nighttime drama since Judging-Goddamn-Amy." If beauty is in the eye of the beholder, then fame the perception of the famous.
