Port Charles Chuckles

See, This Proves My Theory . . . .

. . . . I am not that hard to please.

I have been anticipating December 22nd ever since the November announcement that Chad Brannon would be making a brief cameo to help usher Rebecca out of town.  Who knew the writers would chose now to start using the English language precisely?  "Brief" was right!

Chad Brannon was on for exactly one minute and seventeen seconds.

But it was a good one minute and seventeen seconds.

It would be easy to get bogged down in remembering how royally screwed the character of Zander got in the end by the unimaginative writers, or how Guza couldn't see beyond his Jason-love to write for anyone else once Steve Burton returned.  It would be easy to be annoyed that the writers could only spare seventy-seven seconds for the return of a much-loved actor, but have plenty of time for Lisa and Robin to have the same conversation about Patrick's bachelor days over and over again.

Instead, I'm going to focus on what a rare acknowledgment of history this was (it would have been better with Amber Tamblyn of course), how adorable and engaging Chad was, and the fact that the ill-conceived Rebecca is gone, gone, gone! from Port Charles.

Combine that Zander-fix with a slice of Cake - -

And I am definitely on a sugar-high.

Happy Holidays to me!

Now, why can't Guza do this the rest of the year?

I Am Left With More Questions Than Answers

Many thanks to alert reader Liz W for sending me the link to the following article.  After all of the rumors that have been swirling about, I am relieved to read that James Franco's decision to appear on General Hospital had nothing to do with a lost wager, blackmail, a pact with the devil, or hallucinogenic narcotics.

Well, the article answers that question, but it gives me two more. 

I am not what you would call an artistically-inclined person, so bear with me.  Why is it that acting in and of itself, is not already performance art? 

Next question, and far more inportant - - If James Franco intended to "disrupt the audience's suspension of disbelief", why did he pick General Hospital of all soaps? 

Talk about mission impossible, this is a show where viewers are routinely expected to believe that - - - a.) an independent attorney, a hotshot FBI agent, and a high-powered fashion editor all found Sonny Corinthos to be totally irresistible and b.) that the local hitman and his harridan best friend are the town's moral compasses.

Yeah, good luck with that, General Hospital viewers have a very high threshold for suspension of disbelief.

Maybe Franco should have tried Llanview? - - - I hear they merely time-travel over there.

screencap courtesy of Lisa W.

That Sound You Hear is Me Squealing Like a Teenager

I had a crappy day at work - it was cold and wet, the clients were cranky, and the patients were snarly.  All I wanted to do when I got home was curl up on the sofa and veg. 

Lucky for me, I checked my e-mail before doing so, where I found and message from alert reader Liz W. saying that Chad Brannon was returning to General Hospital for one episode in mid to late December.

I am so majorly stoked about this news, that I am not even going to focus on the negative implication that if he's going to be part of the Rebecca storyline, then Rebecca will still be around in mid to late December. 

No, instead I am going to focus on the fact that I adore Chad Brannon, and that Guza can't possibly do him any worse than he did last time he was in town, so it's all good from here on out.

In honor of Chad's impending cameo, let's take a stroll down Zander memory lane - - -

Zander tells Emily that he loves her  **sob**

Zander and Emily spend their last night together before The Qs send her away  **double sob**

Zander and Liz are trapped in a cave  I'll visualize anything he wants me too

Zander helps Carly prep for her driving test  That accent is fab, humor on GH, what's that?

Zander tells Sonny he threw Carly out (after her car goes over a cliff and they think she's dead) 

Man, the boy was cute and he had range.

Darn it, now I've squandered my whole night watching YouTube. 

Reminding myself of how good parts of General Hospital used to be serves no purpose but to depress me further.

It's back to the sofa for me, at least until December.