“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” – Me for most of Parenthood last night.
This is, of course, an update on Joel Graham and Julia Braverman, detached lovers and protectors of the American hearth.
When I last left you, I was fairly excited about Joel’s knightly return to his home front, but the show left us wondering how Julia would react. Well, guess what?
THEY DIDN’T F$^%ING TELL US!
For an hour, I sat on the edge of my seat, waiting for a cutaway from Amber’s wearied storyline to the passion of post-doorway interactions. It didn’t come. Not only did the entire episode come and go without updating us on Joel and Julia, but also the show had the audacity to withhold Adam! With my heart and soul in violent turmoil, there were no dorky dancing scenes (from Adam at least) or stern reminders to comfort me.
To be fair, Max’s struggle with first love makes for moving television, and Kristina (Monica Potter) never disappoints when it comes to helping him see the light in dark situations. The episode also offered the joy of Crosby (Dax Shepard) dancing alone to “Blitzkrieg Bop.” BUT, I don’t tune in to watch these things. These story lines are endearing and emotional without question, but at this point I’ve been conditioned to allot time on Thursday nights to take part in the whirlwind that is Joel and Julia’s crumbling marriage.
If the episode had simply run its course and the credits rolled without any mention of our falling lovers, I could have accepted that as cruel but effective building of suspense. BUT GUESS WHAT? The preview for next week’s episode had to go right ahead and RUIN EVERYTHING. There’s Julia and there’s Joel, with divorce papers in from of them and tears in Joel’s eyes. UGGHHHHHH.
Why use up your best suspense story in the FREAKING preview for next week? I really thought Joel’s amorous threshold confession last week had done the trick, giving Julia hope that they could rebuild their marriage and family. I was ok with waiting another week, even if it meant heavy doses of less compelling plot points, but this? This isn’t right.
I’m watching you, Parenthood. Don’t do me like this. Don’t go breaking my heart into millions of little pieces. And don’t you dare touch Joel’s.