Welcome back (again, to those of you who read the recaplet). There's nothing like the beginning of a new TV season. Old resentments (except the seething ones I still hold on Graham's behalf) have mellowed. Old critical thoughts have faded from memory. After a long hot, storyless summer, during which I watched way too much political coverage, it feels so good to be able to escape to a world where I can tell someone's lying just by checking to see if that someone's mouth is open. Oh, wait. Well, you know what I mean. We've waited long enough, so let's get to the story, shall we?
We open in New York City. A Mysterious Stranger (Michael Raymond Jones) passes a hansom cab as he makes his way home on foot and via subway. Lou Reed sings him home with "Charley's Girl," which immediately makes me wonder if he's Henry's bio-father. Before I continue, I want to applaud the set decorators on this show. They do such amazing work. The good folks over at TVLine have done a stellar job at highlighting a baker's dozen items of interest in MS's flat. The one thing they can't identify is the picture hanging to the left of MS's door. Other than the "Cleaners & Hatters" sign, that picture is the item that most intrigues me, because it looks so familiar, yet I cannot place it. When I set up my season pass for this show, I forgot to select the HD channel, so I can't get as close a look as I'd like. Is it a grandfather clock? I feel daft admitting this, but it reminds me of something in from the Land of Make-Believe, on Mr. Roger's Neighborhood. Are there children standing before it? Can anyone help me identify this picture? If you know/see anything else, please tweet me your finds. Thanks!
Anyhow, when MS gets home, it's raining. As he struggles to shut the window, his iPod (or like) plummets several stories to the street below. That's one trick my oldest son (the serial iPod killer) has yet to try -- but only because we live in a two story house. MS's mourning period is interrupted by a carrier pigeon, who coos at MS and leaves him a Storybrooke postcard. On the back is one word, "Broken." Writing the recaplet, I only took the obvious meaning: someone (my money is on Jefferson or possibly August) is informing MS that the Dark Curse has crumbled. But in watching again, I'm beset with the giggles. What if that was a thing -- in real life, you know? I mean the guy destroys his iPod. We watch it tumble to the ground far below. We watch him hang his head in regret. Before he has time to swear or kick something, some smartass bird shows up to mock his loss -- via postcard no less. Now I can't stop imagining this in other scenarios. You're speeding down the interstate and get pulled over by the police. As you're digging out your license and registration, Snarky McBirderson lands on the hood with a postcard that reads, "Busted." You fail Chemistry. The Scornful Snipe's judgment? "Grounded." You're left at the altar, and Disparaging Dove is all, "Forever Alone." I kind of want badinaging birds to be a thing (or at least a sitcom). Title Card.