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Weakest episode of the Season so far -- which is what I would expect from any episode focusing on Artie sorry-sack-of-shit Bucco, and Chris "dumber-than-dirt" Moltisanto. A whole episode produced for the seemingly sole purpose of getting guest apperances by Ghandi and Bacall -- lame. Also, while Max Casella actually makes for a good thug despite his Doogie roots, I really don't need to see this much of him.
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While I wasn't too keen on Artie (who acted like a really douchy dick in this episode), seeing Bacall getting punched in the face more than made up for it.
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I was hoping Kingsley would go into Don Logan mode at least once during the show.
And yes, seeing Bacall getting socked in the kisser was a beautiful thing. It should receive some sort of Emmy nomination.
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Aw, man, why all the Artie Bucco hate?
I like his character, although I was sorry to see him turn so pathetic these past couple seasons. He's the only average guy in the Sopranos circle. He doesn't murder people or do drugs or have a huge gambling problem, he just has normal problems like the rest of us shmucks. In this episode, he rebounds from his cycle of self-pity and depression. The final scene, where he reaches into his old handwritten recipe book to cook up a rabbit, is really touching.
I'm glad Benny Fazio received some fleshing out, I've been a fan of Max Casella since Doogie.
And indeed, Bacall getting punched in the face was the best part of the episode.
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I could listen to Little Carmine talk all day. "Specificities" cracked me up.
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I really liked this episode. Some quality drama and Christopher continues to be downright hilarious. That broad he had was smoking hot too.
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I think Sunday's episode hit pretty close to home for a lot of TNL members.
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The "yes... they're really all gay fireman" face that Mr. Moustache made was the lol.
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Vito got his ass kicked by a homo.
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I sure could go for some of them Johnny cakes.