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Thursday, November 7, 2013

AHS Coven: Just....Ew.

Episode 3 of American Horror Story: Coven is brought to you by the letter “M.” You can take your pick of “M” words in this hour: magic, molestation, masturbation, Minotaur, murder and mayhem just to name a few. That’s right – this show just became all kinds of gross.

Stupid Cordelia
Okay, so she’s not pregnant with Satan’s spawn and I’m fairly disappointed. I would have greatly enjoyed that storyline. Instead, Stupid Cordelia is informed by her doctor that there’s just no way can she get pregnant. She feels sorry for herself for a bit and then seeks the help of Marie Laveau…hoping the voodoo witch will sacrifice a goat over her womb or something so she’ll be magically knocked up. Marie, by the way, sits on top of her snake voodoo throne playing solitaire on her iPad as this conversation begins. That gives me quite a giggle.
Side note: Really, Ryan Murphy? Can you puhlllllease give Sarah Paulson a character who isn’t painfully annoying? Can we look forward to that in Season 4...because she really is a wonderful actress.
 
Back to Stupid Cordelia’s fertility. Marie toys with her a bit, guaranteeing her pregnancy for the bargain price of $50,000.00. Wow! At that point I feel like you just go back to the doctor and do in vitro fertilization. And least no animals have to shed blood on your lady parts in that scenario…and I imagine the conditions are far more sanitary. Cordelia vows to come up with the money but Marie laughs in her face and tells her that she would never help anyone affiliated with Fiona. “You the daughter of my sworn enemy! She done messed with da wrong witch.” Mmmmmhmmmm.
 
Mommie Dearest
Zoe takes a trip to visit Kyle’s mom (played by Mare Wittingham) who seems to be some sort of hippie with a drug problem. Eh, there are worse things I guess. Mom explains that Kyle took care of her when his dad left and she’s just devastated by his death. She tells Zoe that she was seconds away from hanging herself when Zoe called to say she was coming by…
 
Seeing an opportunity to reunite mother and son, Zoe collects Frankenkyle from Misty’s humble abode and Misty is pissssssssed. She enjoys having Kyle lay next to her, staring blankly at the ceiling while listening to Stevie Nicks. Hey, it’s not a bad way to live…or not live…is he dead or not? Anywho, Misty tries to get them both to stay but Kyle is homeward bound. Zoe promises Misty she’ll come back for her but Misty knows she is lying. Oh well. There’s always Fleetwood Mac.

Kyle’s arrival at home is awkward. His mom is overjoyed, but Frankenkyle seems to go from that blank stare to a look of fear. Maybe I’m just overanalyzing?
Momma checks in on him as he is getting ready to go to sleep that night. She’s concerned because he’s “different.” Does she mean “different” because he’s not really speaking and only seems to have one or two muscles on his face that are currently working? Nah. She’s bothered by the fact that his body looks different. Um, okay. I can go along with that for the moment. She then kisses him…and then kisses him some more. Then her hand travels low beneath the blankets. Whoa. WHAT?! EWWWWWWWWWWW!
 
I guess the incestuous romp with her son isn’t what she hoped it would be, because Kyle’s mom calls Zoe to tell her Kyle is not the same person. Well duh. She informs her son that Zoe is on her way and sort of half scolds him for having a girlfriend and not telling her. Momma seems pretty delusional as she goes on to say that Kyle had needed “it” as much as much as she did…but now it’s okay for him to move on with his life. Frankenkyle begins to emerge now as she kisses him and talks about pleasing him. He beats her to death with one of his trophies. Enter a very disturbed Zoe and we have ourselves a cliffhanger.
 
Karma is a Bitch
Liiiiiiiiiiiies!
When we first see Madame LaLaurie this episode she sits in the corner of the bedroom weeping while watching TV. At first I assume that she is still adapting to 21st century technology, but then I realize she’s watching Barack Obama give a speech. Oh man. If she thought bumping into Precious Queenie was traumatic, how will she handle this?  Fiona tries to educate her – tells her that the United States has had black Secretaries of State, Supreme Court Justices, etc…but Madame LaLaurie is having none of it. “That magic box lies!” Fiona, in turn, notifies Madame LaLaurie that she is the new maid of the house and those duties shall include waiting on Precious Queenie hand and foot. Heh. Fantastic.

Madame LaLaurie and Precious Queenie spend the evening together, the voodoo witch demanding food and the new maid clarifying that Precious Queenie is far too fat already. I’m actually enjoying their little exchange, but the banter is interrupted by the Minotaur outside the house. Madame LaLaurie is terrified and tells Precious Queenie exactly who she is. I wonder for a second if our sassy witch will throw the former slave torturer against a wall, but Madame LaLaurie saves herself by telling Precious Queenie that the Minotaur was a house boy who “violated” her daughter. I think that’s up for interpretation.
 
Nonetheless, Precious Queenie orders Madame LaLaurie to hide and heads outside to take on the Minotaur. The beast corners her in the greenhouse and she proceeds to tell him that everyone deserves love….crying and meaning every word of her speech. I feel sorry for her. Briefly. Precious Queenie then begins to touch herself (using her voodoo powers to please the Minotaur as well), and I am completely grossed out. Again…EWWWWWWW.
 

The Boy Next Door
The young witches practically drool over the hunky new next door neighbor who, I might add, shouldn’t wear a shirt for the rest of the season. Luke Ramsey has just moved to town with his mom, Joan…played by Patti LuPone! Oh my God. I’m geeking out right now. This woman is a Broadway legend. Thank you, Ryan Murphy.
 
Madison gets herself all slutted up and takes Nan with her to welcome Luke to the neighborhood. Nan has baked him a cake, and he is far more interested in dessert than Madison’s remarks about his “package.” Luke doesn’t even realize Madison is famous. He begins to tell the girls that he doesn’t have internet or TV when Joan arrives to shoo the witches away. It’s time for church, after all, and Momma is extremely religious. Madison expresses her own thoughts about Jesus and in the process of verbally offending her new neighbors, she also sends a knife flying and mentally sets fire to the curtains. Not a good idea, kid.
 
The Supremes

We flash back to 1971 where a young Fiona swaps insults with the Anna-Lee, the current Supreme (played by Christine freaking Ebersole… my theater cup runneth over tonight!). We learn that as the next Supreme in line gets older and stronger, the reigning Supreme gets weaker. They are linked to one another. Anna-Lee swears she will see Fiona burn in hell before she ever lets her take over her throne. “Save me a spot,” Fiona says, as she cuts Anna Lee’s throat. Nooooooo! At least let her sing first – she’s a Tony Award winning actress for crying out loud! Sigh. A very creepy looking Dennis O’Hare lingers to clean up after Fiona’s mess, and we revert back to present day…

Fiona sits at the dining room table downing some liquor when Joan Ramsey arrives baring the Bible. She tells Fiona about Madison’s antics. Fiona’s eyes shift. She wants to hear more. Arson? Fire? The slutty witch young witch appears just then to insult her new neighbor again, and a very distraught Joan leaves the house…but with a warning for the witches to stay away from her home and family.  
 
The Supreme witch seems to have something up her sleeve when she invites Madison for a night on the town. They play pool, they pick up boys, they drink up...then drink up some more. When they return to the house, we learn that Madison is the next Supreme. Fiona tells Madison that Madison’s powers are growing because Fiona’s life force is pouring out of her body. She reveals that she has cancer and will not last the year. Fiona also admits that she was a shitty Supreme and is ready to pass the torch. She takes out the knife she used to cut Anna-Lee’s throat and tries like hell to get Madison to take her place as the head of the coven. Madison cries, screams, and refuses to use the knife. Fiona’s rage and frustration builds and she slits Madison’s throat. A creepy, older Dennis O’Hare arrives again to clean up the mess. The final line of the episode is: “This coven doesn’t need a new Supreme – it needs a new rug.”

 
So, as many times as I yelled “ewwwwwww!” at the TV screen, this was quite an episode. We saw several struggles for power: Kyle vs. his disgusting mother…young Fiona vs. Anna Lee…old Fiona vs. Madison….and even Madame LaLaurie vs. Queenie. The battle between dark magic and full on evil shit is now further complicated by the arrival of the Bible beaters. Will Joan Ramsey join in on the diva struggle? Can Patti hang with Angela, Kathy and Jessica or will she be killed in the next few episodes? Who the hell is Cordelia’s daddy? Is it Dennis O’Hare and his creepy butler/groundskeeper character? I’m really liking how everything is starting to build. Bring on the next episode!

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