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Corrie Street June 12/16

wedding-aftermathThursday’s episode opens amid the wreckage of Carla and Nick’s wedding. They had got married but it didn’t last until dinner was served.

Asking for a time-out during the ceremony, Carla had confessed to Nick that she had slept with Robert. He could get over that, he said. So back to the wedding.

nicks-looks-at-carlaThen in came Tracy to tell all. Yeah yeah yeah, Nick told her, old news. He and Carla completed their vows. Tracy finished her story – about Carla providing the extra money Robert needed to buy the Bistro, and about the move to Devon being Tracy’s idea. That rattled Nick but he gamely sat at the head table for the reception.

connors-surround-carlaBut during the speeches and champagne, he couldn’t go on. He realized the enormity of never knowing if Carla was lying or not. “Tell me it’s red,” he said, holding a white napkin. He wanted to see if her eyes changed when she lied.

carla-leaves-bistroHard to imagine a wedding day could get worse, but it did. Nick said he was leaving to see about an annulment. Carla told Roy she wanted to leave, just drive and drive. Roy goes off to get his car. Cathy waylays him with an ill-timed marriage proposal. Carla tires of waiting and leaves on her own.

carla-looks-at-tracyIn her car, seeing Tracy straight ahead in the headlights. Smirking. Carla not paying attention to Roy and Tyrone both trying to park their vehicles. Carla guns the engine and puts the car in gear.

Just before she hits Tracy and the house behind, she veers off. Driving cathy-hiton the sidewalk, she hits Cathy who is coming out of Dev’s shop.

Roy parks and runs to where Cathy is lying and calls for help. A dazed Carla looks at Cathy and at him. He looks at her as if she is a stranger, and one he doesn’t like.

wheel-through-concreteMeanwhile, Tyrone crashed the truck into Gail’s annex. A wheel comes to rest on the manhole cover, the one Callum’s body is under. It crashes through. Bad news for the Platts.

Tyrone was driving without shoes because they pinched his feet. He and Fiz had gone dress-shopping for the wedding at the last minute. Their fiz-in-new-dress in wreckagepurchase at an expensive shop that they should not have even entered shows that neither of them have one clue about living on a budget. Their financial woes are the least of the worries for many Street residents right now though.

Thank you, Alison King, for Carla. And thank you, Stuart Blackburn, for your producing.

Corrie Street May 29/16

Monday, Gail gets in the posh food for Carla’s pamper party. gail unpacks posh foodThousand Island dressing – check, iceberg lettuce – check. It’s hard to believe that even Gail could argue that those classic culinary items of long ago would meet Carla’s standards of posh. But it was funny, if an easy joke. “Scotch eggs?” Bethany queries. “Extra tasty Scotch eggs,” Gail assures her.

drinks-and-nibblesI was looking forward to seeing the mini marshmallow and pineapple salad come out of the refrigerator. But sadly, in Tuesday’s episode, the party was cut short. Sarah Louise and her unending haunting by the ghost of annex-Callum put an end to the girly fun.

need-to-take-him-to-hospitalWanting an excuse to get baby Harry and herself away from the house, Sarah held a thermometer over a steaming kettle. Look, I told you he had a temperature. They all took off for the hospital and left Carla sitting on the couch.

She probably was relieved. It looked gruesome. First, the Platt women kylie-mops-up-beside-foot-bathbickering all around her while she’s got her feet in a foot-spa. Then, in full party mode, playing party games of awkward questions.  Welcome to the family. This is your future.

platt-party-gamesIt was probably best that this hideous pre-hen-night party was cut short. Carla might well have tried to commit harikari with a can of Vienna sausages had it continued much longer. At the very least, it probably would have caused her to cancel the wedding. Marrying Nick is one thing, calling the Platts your family is quite another. Devon is not far enough away.

Corrie Street Sept. 27/15

carla corrie street sept. 27/15Carla and Tracy at the edge of the cliff, both metaphorically and actually. Carla flirting with jumping, Tracy desperate to stop her.

A long and beautiful scene that stretched over two episodes, ending Wednesday’s and starting Thursday’s. The two of them, on the edge. Carla may jump, may just sit and drink. She may accidentally fall, and cliff edge Corrie Street Sept. 27/15so be it. She just doesn’t care anymore. Let the fates decide.

In Carla’s mind,Tracy is just along for the ride. She’s insignificant except as a convenient sounding board. Tracy, however, has been eaten up by guilt ever since seeing Carla spiral downhill after the fire that Carla, and everyone else, believes she carelessly and drunkenly started. The fire that took two lives and endangered Amy’s.

tracy and carla corrie street sept. 27/15Tracy has wanted to tell the truth. She finally told Robert, and he insists she must tell Carla. She wants to for Carla’s sake, but she does not want to face the consequences for herself if she does. But on the cliff top, she is more desperate to stop Carla from suicide. She tells her, and also tells her she will deny every word if Carla repeats what she says.

The moment outside Victoria Court when Tracy jumped in Carla’s car tracy confesses corrie street sept. 27/15to stop her from driving off drunk, the emotional drive through town, the cliff top confessions, and the mad return home by car for Carla and motorbike for Tracy: intense and perfectly timed and pitched off each other.

Tracy is so often a one-note character, brilliantly played, yes, but predictable. It is such a treat to see deeper than the brittle surface. cliff corrie street sept. 27/15This week, we’ve seen the Tracy we know and love or loathe, but she’s shown her complexity as well. Quicksilver change is Carla’s stock in trade. Seeing them together, matching sorrow, fear, anger and flippancy in an extended two-hander, has been just brilliant.

Corrie Street June 7/15

Fire

zeedan-looks-at-leanneShocked frightened faces smudged with soot. A body bag at the entrance to Victoria Court. The end of the week, and the end presumably of Kal Nazir.

Zeedan hissed at Leanne, “it’s your fault.” Technically, he’s correct. Kal went in Carla’s kal-body-bagburning flat to save Leanne. She had gone in to save Amy. So, if she hadn’t, what would have happened to Amy? The firetrucks took forever to get there. An explanation was given by Sally: the ring road was closed and they couldn’t get through.

It was a great fire, with nail-biter episodes. I enjoyed it all the more nazirs-see-body-bagbecause I did not know it was coming. There had been no spoilers for me. I realized on Tuesday something bad was going to happen, and was likely to involve fire. But that was due to foreshadowing in the writing.

Liz came out to the Rovers’ back patio, cigarette and lighter in hand. life-without-riskJulie and Sean had just finished their decorations for the wedding reception. Swathes of gauzy, shiny fabric everywhere. Little fairy lights dotted throughout the drapery. Synthetics and electric wires installed by Julie and Sean: it screamed fire hazard!

They even knew the risk and warned Liz against lighting up. One might ask, why did they choose such decor for a smoking area? That’s tracy-at-windownot what Liz asked, however. Instead she posed the question, “what’s life without a little danger?” as she flicked the lighter. She did not see Tracy Barlow standing in her upstairs window looking at her with malevolence.

Tracy soon spoiled the day for Liz, then she moved on to her plans for Carla. Tracy did not know that Liz asked Carla to look after Amy for the night while she planned her actions toward Tracy and the unfaithful Tony.

In another bit of foreshadowing, we had seen Sinead give Steve a gift amy-with-candleof wedding favours. She had made candles. After the reception, Amy comes home with Carla, looking forward to a big-girls’ night in such a “tasteful” flat. She’s still wearing her bridesmaid dress and carrying a wedding candle.

She wants to take the candle to bed with her, in Carla’s room, and light it there. Let’s keep it here in the living room, Carla says. ‘Where amy-on-ladderit’s safer’ goes unsaid.

After they’re asleep, Amy in Carla’s bed and Carla on the couch, in sneaks Tracy. She needs some light, and has forgotten a flashlight I guess. She sees the candle.

Corrie Street Dec. 14/14

red-lips-sofaThe week had a lot of gems, but the sparkliest of all was Tuesday’s ruby red lip sofa. It’s too bad it wouldn’t fit into Kevin’s house. He doesn’t care whether it matches his wallpaper, or any aspect of his house whatsoever. Jack could have coloured his heart out on it and no one would have cared. But it ended up at Sally’s instead.

Now Sally does care about whether things look nice. She knew that the great big set of sally-sees-sofalips did not fit with her decor. “A monstrosity,” “Mick Jagger blowing a raspberry” – these were her first, unstudied and accurate comments on it. However, after a consultation with Dr. Google, she discovered it was “by Le Coeur, their Manhattan line” and worth a bundle. After that, they’d take it from her only by prying the genuine Italian cowhide from between her cold, dead fingers.

By the end of the week, a social-climbing battle is being waged within her. She has met the sofa’s previous owner, likes her, and has found out it was sold without her knowledge and that she wants it back. If Sally keeps it, she will be able to show off her ‘designer’ taste. But she will not be able to pursue a friendship with the nice and, more importantly, upscale American woman from a ritzy part of town because she can’t invite sofa-will-not-fither home as long as the sofa is there. One can only hope that a new friendship and sympathy for a wronged wife will win out. Another week of looking at that sofa and we’ll all be having nightmares.

The other gem in Tuesday’s episode was Phil the masseuse. On their spa day, Carla graciously agreed that Michelle could avail herself of the massage skills of the gorgeous Claudio-and-PhilClaudio and she would take the other one, Phil. That’s short for “the bosses reckon Philomena is a bit of a mouthful. Phil-o-men-a, what’s so hard about that? You’d think there weren’t any vowels in it or that you got to do a click. People are just lazy aren’t they.” She is an absolute treat. Surely there is a vacant building near Coronation Street that they could set up shop in.

Carla’s graciousness continues to be tested during the rest of the week, and she meets the challenge. She confronts Tracy who is trashing the factory. Carla defuses a tense situation while bringing them to a better understanding of each other’s feelings toward Rob and considering-sofa-optionswhat he had done. Extremely moving and well done. But the sofa kept intruding in my mind. Hmm, maybe it could work in Carla’s flat. She’s doing well with challenges right now.

Salvador Dali’s Mae West Lips Sofa 1937, from The Guardian.

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Corrie Street Nov. 9/14

It was Ken really, talking about Peter in jail, of Simon growing up without a dad and he-is-innocentcarrying the shame of his father being a convicted murderer. Perhaps not the time nor the place, but it got the job done. Until then Carla hadn’t summoned the courage – or disloyalty – to turn her brother in. She had not succeeded in convincing him to do it himself.

Let him have his day, Rob had asked, let him marry Tracy, let the horses and carriage not go to waste. Let him have his whole life in fact. He would make better use of freedom than Peter would. Peter would drink his life away in six months, Rob predicted. What would Carla be left with then? If he stayed out of prison, Rob promised her he’d have a good and long life and produce nieces and nephews to make up for the baby she lost. If tough-on-you-tooonly she would keep quiet about him killing Tina, it would work out best for (almost) everybody.

Carla knew just forgetting was impossible. So too was tapping out the number for the police, until she saw Ken and heard his words. Still, she gave Rob a fighting chance. She warned him the police were on their way. He could decide whether to stay or run. He chose the latter.

There was time to think and talk before the ceremony because of a little twisting of horses-at-entrancerealism in the story. Tracy’s entry to the wedding hall was delayed because Amy forgot her flowers in the carriage. She realized it just after the horses had left.

It’s a bit unbelievable that the horses would leave immediately after dropping Tracy off, with nobody to see her in her princess coach and matched greys. But the need to retrieve the forgotten bouquet gave time for Carla to make her decision, call the police and break the news to Rob.

michelle-in-fieldIt also gave us the opportunity to see a stocking-footed Michelle running full-tilt across a field. And that was worth a great deal.

Corrie Street June 15/14

Tuesday, all scenes of three stories. Opening with what looks like Tina dead in the Tina-getting-upbuilder’s yard. No, she’s moving – and talking!

Seeing her plunge over the railing was shocking. Hearing her moans, I was relieved. Maybe she lives after all. Rob was actually going to call an ambulance. But then she started talking, telling him what she was going to tell the police, what would happen to him, and Tracy and Peter and Carla. Not the best time to savour the revenge you do not yet have! Maybe wait until you’re in the ambulance, with witnesses. But no, she won’t shut up. Finally Rob beaned her with an iron rod.

My husband muttered, “reminds me of Peter Sellers in The Party, when he’s a movie Peter Sellersextra who just won’t die.” We watched it online, then watched Tina’s protracted death scene again. Tina’s scene is not being played for laughs, but it’s pretty hard not to after you’ve watched the bugler who wouldn’t die.

Meanwhile, Peter is in the back room of the Rovers telling Carla about his affair. He decided to preempt Tina doing so. His explanation and Carla’s reaction were painful to Carla-confronts-Peter-over-affairwatch. Every trite and stupid line ever said in the history of cheating mankind, Peter said. The hangdog looks, the barely concealed defiance when she didn’t reward him for his ‘honesty’. He made my skin crawl. Carla was brilliant; heart-broken and angry. Not likely to forgive him but terrified of being alone and pregnant. Feeling justifiably betrayed but almost letting his little digs of recrimination get to her.

And at the end, with Tina discovered and the police there, the looks Peter and Carla gave each other. They each know they did not attack Tina, but each fears that maybe the other did.

Another confession is taking place across the road, with Anna and Owen. In her fuzzy-bunny bathrobe, Anna tells Owen about the deal she made with Phelan to get him and Anna-pleads-with-OwenGary out of their problem. He gives her a chance to take an easy way out when he says, “so Phelan forced himself on you.” But having come this far in this difficult truth, Anna doesn’t try to absolve herself. Even though she would be perfectly right to say yes, he forced himself, she does not. She says, first by implication and later words, that she did it willingly. And that Owen cannot handle, despite it obviously being a situation of coercion.

Tina, Carla and Anna: three women put in impossible situations by men in their lives. Rob with murder in his heart. Peter vilified. Owen devastated emotionally as well as financially.

Corrie Street June 1/14

A good story is like a good sausage: you enjoy it without thinking about how it’s made. This week two scenes, both pivotal in moving their stories along. One caught you up in can't-you-guessthe drama and the characters and in the other you saw the wheels going round.

Peter coming home after missing Carla’s first ultrasound scan. “You were out – come on, that’s your cue, you were -“. “Drinking” he says, “It’s complicated”. Carla, not knowing the half of it, denies that there is any complexity in an alcoholic drinking.

we-have-no-chanceCarla’s hurt and rage is emotionally exhausting to watch. I can’t imagine what it felt like for Alison King to act it. And Peter trying to not slur his words and carefully moving his feet so he doesn’t fall over, trying to convey the enormity of what he is dealing with without telling her what it is he’s dealing with. His affair with Tina, his guilt over that, and with Tina’s presence. She is everywhere he is all the time.

He crumples on the floor, the baby scan photo in his hand. Evidence of another reason for him to feel guilty. Another reason to stop crying-on-floordrinking or keep on drinking depending on how he looks at the reality of a baby while his other child will not speak to him. A baby with the wife he loves while he continues a love affair with another woman.

Nearly three minutes at the end of Monday’s episode. Everything in Peter’s life is colliding and collapsing in on itself. This story is reaching a crescendo. And it’s doing it through fabulous acting and writing that propels action while maintaining character integrity. Writing wheels greased so they are noiseless.

Another story headed to culmination this week, propelled by needs of the plot. Maria tells audrey-crosses-to-fizAudrey that she and Tyrone are in love. Audrey realizes something is seriously off with Maria, and runs across the street to tell Fiz. That put Fiz in pursuit of Maria and Tyrone, in time to misinterpret a hug. So the crisis has been reached, but has been moved along by action that does not keep with character.

I don’t think Audrey would make a bee-line for Fiz simply on the strength of what Maria said. She would think about it, maybe ask Gail’s advice. If David had confirmed that yep, where-to-start-actuallyMaria was being weird, maybe she was decide this was serious enough to break Maria’s confidence and tell Fiz. And that would have been very simple to write in, just with a mention by Audrey that “David said”. The action would still have moved along the same path but would have stayed true to Audrey as we know her. Wheels clunk-clunking their words out of sync with their character.

Corrie Street Feb. 9/14

bedroomCarla and Anna in Hayley and Roy’s room, afterwards.  Their shock, realizing Hayley is dead.  She is curled in Roy’s arms.  He isn’t aware they’re even in the room.  They see the glass on the bedside table, used.  They know what happened although they say not a word to each other or Roy.

anna-puts-glass-awayAnna takes the glass and washes it.  She didn’t hear the stern warning Hayley gave Roy:  don’t touch the glass, this was my action alone.  Anna finds Fiz at the Rovers and breaks the news to her and all in the pub.  (In the pub tableau of small groups assimilating the news, especially poignant was the thought-filled sadness of Emily, Rita, Dennis, Norris and Deirdre.  They all know first-hand how it feels to lose the person closest to you.)

When Fiz goes to Roy’s, you see the differences in how people handle crises and who roy-with-hayleymight be actually of more help.  Carla and Anna knew something was up even before Hayley took her fatal drink.  Both felt Hayley had acted oddly the last time they had seen her.  Anna had some warning; Roy had told her weeks ago that Hayley planned to kill herself.  So let’s focus on Carla and Fiz.  Neither of them knew Hayley’s intentions.

Carla had an uneasy feeling from when Roy wheeled Hayley in to the factory for an evening visit.  Just out to take the air, Hayley what-I-wanted-to-saysaid, but Carla knew something was up.  With Fiz, Hayley specifically asked her to come with Tyrone and the children.  Fiz came in her lunch break, Tyrone had to stop a job he was in the middle of, and they hauled the kids out of daycare.  Baby Ruby had a sniffle so they didn’t want her near Hayley.  Hayley had to shout give me that baby, an unpleasant scene that Hayley felt bad about after.  Despite these uncharacteristic actions, Fiz saw nothing worrisome.

carla-and-anna-exchange-looksSeeing Hayley so unexpectedly dead, Carla put two and two together very quickly. She and Anna stood quietly with quick looks at each other as if communicating how best to deal with Roy and what they knew, and with Fiz.  Fiz howled about how upset she was, if only she’d known, what she’d wanted to say, she’d thought there was time, etc.  Roy felt compelled to say “sorry” to Fiz.  As if her comfort was more important than his, even Hayley’s.

carla-anna-with-royIn the aftermath, Carla was there, mentally organizing what needed to be done and carefully watching Roy. She stood quietly, spoke of practical matters when warranted, touched Roy only briefly when it seemed appropriate.  Fiz followed him like his shadow, glommed to him, saying what can I do to help, I’m so upset, and on and on.  Not for a second did she back off, listen to Roy or even truly look at him, or stop imposing her needs and wishes on him.

The irony of this is that it is Carla who is believed by others, and herself, to be no good in an emotional crisis and to lack empathy.  Fiz is thought by others, and herself, to be the roy-listens-to-fiz-cryepitome of caring and sharing, in tune with the emotional life around her.  Especially with Roy and Hayley, it is Fiz who has the longer and closer history.  But in a crisis of these proportions, I know whom I’d want around me, and I think Roy would agree:  Carla.  Fiz would make me want to jump off a cliff.

Corrie Street Jan. 19/14

you-will-have-me-to-answer-toWhat was rather beautiful this week was Liz telling Peter what’s what in her pub.  She followed him to the men’s room to have a few words with him.  Those words were at first demure; it’s my responsibility as landlady to look after my employees etc.  Then she got more specific, and grabbed him around the throat and told him to stop messing about with Tina.  Oh, thank you Liz!

liz(A note about Liz – I think she is becoming a landlady in the mold of Bet Lynch with a bit of Annie Walker mixed in.  Her hair has memories of Bet’s piled locks but her dress of late is a bit more refined.  In all, it’s a good look; authoritative with a bit of glamour and excess, reminiscent of Corrie past.)

Whether Peter will listen to her is another matter.  It’s not likely Tina will listen either, to herself or Liz.  Both Peter and Tina seem set on a crash course for disaster.  It’s in keeping with his character, and normally wouldn’t be for Tina.  But she has had a horrible year so it is not too far a stretch to see her coming totally off the rails.  We have watched appalled as she zeroes in on Peter, knowing, as does she, that her “attraction” to him is an obsession destructive to her, him and Carla.  Ain’t no good going to come out of it.  But it hasn’t stopped her.

tina-and-peter“Something rather beautiful” was Peter’s answer to Tina’s question “what have we done?” as they lay together in bed.  What they had done was a quickie in Peter’s marital bed while Carla (his bride of what, a month?) was out.  The preceding scene – the one that showed us why Carla was out – magnified the ick factor of this.

Carla was visiting Hayley.  Sick, frightened and depressed, Hayley was in bed with the Carla-Hayley-talkcovers pulled over her head, absorbing her doctor’s prognosis of weeks to live.  She didn’t want to see anyone.  Carla barged in over Roy’s protests.  She got in bed with Hayley and, lying covered up side by side, they talked.  Hayley cried and Carla cried and consoled her.  It was the best thing she could have done.  She and Hayley comforting each other in their sadness was truly something beautiful.

peter-cleaningShe came home emotionally drained and distraught about the apparently imminent loss of someone who has become a very important friend to her.  She found Peter busily cleaning the apartment.  What a wonderful man!  He’d even put a load of laundry in – the bed linen.