Love is in the air on Corrie tonight, although not quite as expected in some quarters. Over at Kate Oates Memorial, it seems like Ryan is getting better and also that Rylya will be back on, especially when she brings him paneer and paratha, which has got to be better than hospital food. But no, she friendzones him, but all is not lost as Daisy arranges for professional Scouser Crystal (Krystal? Cristal?) to visit him and she still seems to fancy him, bandages and all. All chicks love a scar, Ryan. By the way, what happened to Alya's salesman boyfriend? Pumped and dumped, I assume.
Bad news from that room the production team are still using as court (magistrates, crown, it doesn't matter) as Justin-who-I-still-find-sexy-even-though-he's-a-stalker-and-acid-attacker-please-don't-comment-that-stalking-isn't sexy-I-do-know-that-thanks pleads not guilty to aggravated assault of Ryan, leading to Daisy and Ryan both worrying about having to appear in court. I do wonder whether Daisy and Ryan are going to have a thing, based on their shared trauma?
Talking of affairs, Beth has a milkshake smooch with handsome Mario down by the precinct and Faye and Jackson get closer as they take Miley to a basketball game, paid for by Craig, who doesn't attend. Craig's signed his own divorce warrant there. But really, who wouldn't prefer overly tall Jackson who looks like various Madchester popstars smooshed together over Craig who spends all his time getting crime wrong and hanging out with his mum? I presume the Beth/Mario and Faye/Jackson stories are going to run in tandem until Beth finds out and hypocritically hits the roof, until she too is discovered in adultery with Manly Mario, probably by Hope as she takes a sneaky pic of the two of them.
By the way, it seems Lubo, the star of the Weatherfield Giants, is the new Tommy O, the one everyone crushes on. I look forward to his casting.
And our final bit of romance is again not terribly romantic as Elaine suggests a confetti explosion at their engagement party. Stephen looks like he's going to murder not only Elaine, but the whole street and the person who invented confetti to get out of this. To be honest, I wish I had Stephen's problem solving skills. Colleagues getting on my nerves? Bit of cyanide in the communal cafetière. Boyfriend fails to tidy up after himself?: Smash him on the head with the nearest piece of office stationery. Another of Stephen's plans, even if he hasn't realised it yet, is to set up Michael for Rufus's death once D.I. Blonde Ponytail comes sniffing around.
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Stephen has none of the charm and charisma of Richard Hillman, none of the hapless idiocy of John Stape and none of the menace of Pat Phelan. He's simply the worst serial killer in the history of drama. If you met him IRL you'd think this guy was so shifty and slimy he had to be a serial killer. Plus Todd Boyce's acting choices are so bad he'd be laughed off the cast of Eldorado. Seriously Corrie, enough is enough. No more of this, please. It's painful to watch, and for all the wrong reasons.
ReplyDelete@Fluttershy, couldn't put it better myself. I'd overlook the ridiculous storylines if the actor could rise above them. Add to the three villains above, Alan Bradley played by a great actor, Mark Eden. More recently, there was Geoff Metcalfe. It's because we've been treated to these performances that we realise Todd Boyce/Stephen Reid just doesn't cut it.
ReplyDeleteMarco not Mario.
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