Posts Tagged ‘rhys’

glass half cull

March 15, 2010

We couldn’t go on without referencing the mooted culling of not one but SIXTEEN Hollyoak’s residents:

Josh, Suzanne and Nev the racist dad: we’ve known about this for some time and have come to terms with the fact that Rhys is staying. In a way we applaud such an audacious move – really, would any soap get rid of a sexual deviant like Rhys? We think not.

The Valentines – including Sasha , Lauren and Leo and, obvs, Calvin is shot down in his prime when the flashforward becomes flashpresent in may: fair dues, they’ve done jack all of interest for years – even Sonny has defected to Eastenders.

Zack: Aww. Shame.

Spencer: ABOUT EFFING TIME

Archie: Nooooo!

Jake and Loretta: yes please

Newt: without Eli he’s nuffink. So yes. But could we keep Eli? Imagine it: an imaginary friend, who exists without the person who imagines him? HOW AMAZING would that be?

Dave: can he take India and Charlotte with him?

Des: we were starting to really like him. Poor old Jacqui, left on her tod again.

Kris: the ‘Oaks will be a duller place without his barbs and eyeliner. Error.

So, our faves (ie Darren, swoon, Cheryl, the Hutch, etc) appear to be safe, but we feel there is a certain lack of ambition – there are no big names – NO MCQUEENS!!!! WTF!?!!? – and none of the above sound like annual culls (unless the Valentines are wiped out in a freak windsailing accident? The Ashworths commit mass suicide?), so its all a bit… non, really.

Ah well. At least Darren is safe.

ps – could one of the above be the Calvin shooter?

a word or two from carla

March 13, 2010

Yaaright? The rest of this article will be written in the voice of Carla from Corrie. Because we love her.

So, the final two episodes of these week’s Hollyoaks presented us will all sorts of moral quandaries and ethical dilemmas:

save your baby brother from mental/spiritual collapse by fessing up to spiking his OJ?

yes, the latest Ashworth crisis rumbles on. But while Rhys did his worried/constipated face at the sight of Josh’s life imploding, his bro’s rather amusing random brand beer-fuelled camera-breaking rampages and hometruthing suddenly became less of an issue when India rocked up with a journalist, intent on making Rhys’ heroic rescue of her front page news. Which she did. Behold the horror of Rhys’ unpleasant leer on the front of the Chester Herald.

be happy for your friend’s new-found happiness with exotic toothy hottie, or instead try to steal him for yourself?

Just why exactly are we supposed to be rooting for Steph? Her mission to chisel Gilly away from Jem reeks of bad sportsmanship and besides – we like Jem, she is hot and she selflessly gave Tom the shark tooth/amazon tat given to her by Gilly. Despite her rival’s obvious credentials as a better human being, Steph continued to play the friend card in order to spend time with Gilly (smug cow alert: fluorescent clementine as she texts Having a great time with Gilly to Cheryl).

Happily, her holier than thou attitude was royally smacked down after she had a go at Jem for a (admittedly risky) cheer-up-Cindy-with-a-mothers-day-card-from-Tom strategy. Cue much Mancunian rage from Gilly and Steph’s new nose put thoroughly out of joint. YES!

spend £2k on your neglected children and babydaddy or blow it all on a slag holiday with your mates?

This actually wasn’t much of a dilemma for our Amy, the dosh sent to her by the DILF lavished on Sasha and Michaela almost as soon at it arrived. To be fair to the 2×2, it’s not so much a slag holiday (despite Michaela’s pleas for Shagaluf and the like) as a trip to Eurodisney with the kids in tow, complete with a pre-hol piss up on white wine and a cat-death awful/brilliant karaoke version of Kaiser Chief’s Ruby, but hats off to her for such a flagrant disregard for sensible thing such as ISAs, trust funds etc. Props to her also for being the only person to take pity on Josh, offering him a place to stay (much to Ste’s chagrin). You aren’t all bad Amy. Looking good too.

support your friend’s newly elected position as student warden, or thoroughly sabotage it?

HILARITY as Charlotte resolutely opts for the latter, making Dave’s first and last day as warden something of a nightmare via fake dead rates, klaxons and shit filled toilets.

in other news

Darren (swoon) wear’s a fetching white jacket, plus have you ever noticed how dashing he is in the opening sequence?; Cindy still goes for the slap-less/croydon facelift look; where the f*ck is Holly? Bored now!

quotes

“this story could go national!” trills posho journo trollop re Rhys’ rescue of India. Slow news week then?

“I am in awe of him” India on Rhys. One word. Can you guess what it is?

that’s all for now. ta ra.

*clacks off down the road in a slag heels for a G&T*

look who’s back and warning: serious head trauma may result in you fancying perverts

March 8, 2010

whoo, a double bill of ch4 and E4…is there a better way to start the week?

well, yeah – probs, as it was a case of two non episodes in a row.

The highlight, if you could call it this, was the return of Gilly. Looking rather swoonsome wethinks. He brightened our day in two ways: being the only person to tell Josh to man up and start sticking up for himself; shutting down Steph big time in favour of exotic suspected lesbian hottie Jen. Hooray! Btw, how many times has Gilly been engaged now? Like, three? He is clearly vying the Hutch’s king of serial monogamy crown.

beyond rhyson

the spectacular (if ultimately disappointing due to lack of deaths) drunk-but-not-really car crash must have messed with India’s brain big time. Not only is she instigating tedious subplots (see below), she is now seeing Rhys (RHYS?!) in ethereal, harp-soundtracked vision and now wants a bit. One word: ew. (ps, loved Darren’s leer as he walked past them. swoon).

steph smug cow alert

mauve – when smoothied in the face/overlooked by Gilly; amber – when out to steal Gilly from Jen with a nefarious plot to frame Cheryl as a secret Gilly torch-holder.

random brand watch:

charlotte enjoys soft porn magazine Ripple

in other news

after fisticuffs with Nev and other such strops, Josh decides to fight for his innocence; as if last week’s Sheila HILARITY wasn’t enough, Dave and Charlotte are now locked in comedic battle to become student warden. Thanks for that, India; even though the 2×2 claims to want to slut around, Ste and Amy bond via domestic bliss and projectile vomiting.

because she’s worth it. ?

March 6, 2010

You’ve got to hand it to the McQueens, despite being the screechiest, chavviest harpies ever committed to screen they’ve certainly got a way with the fellas. Pioneers of the treat ‘em mean keep ‘em keen school of romancing, they inflict no end of misery and humiliation on their other halves, who lap it up and beg for more like betches.

The latest tormented suitor is none other than linguistically challenged Des who, despite being falsely accused of noncery by Theresa and thusly dumped by Jacqui, was still pining for a bit of love declaration from his scally paramour.

Jacqui, you see, suffers from love declaration impotence – a rare condition that renders the sufferer unable to express their feelings and instead must stomp around the village dressed as a reasonably priced prostitute.

Luckily for our Jacqui, Des is a patient man and he occupied himself with t-zone facial masks and offering Jacqui barely comprehensible geordie words of wisdom (see below). This strategy paid off as Jacqui managed to get it up, so to speak, and declared her feelings for him (‘love ya, yer dozy pillock’ ).

Awww. And about bloody time.

in other news

We ended the week with Holly is still missing and Cindy and Tony’s marriage continues to implode; Mercy jealously trashes Carmel’s slutty underwear; the judiciary system closes in around Josh (terrible hair btw), as Rhys looks guiltily on; Elliot and Dave are both twats; Sheila and her New Look trousersuit are headhunted by a call centre in Cardiff.

quotes

“I’ve got to hear you say it, I’ve got to see you hear you say it” epigrammatic wisdom from Des.

that’s it for the week. toodles.

classic Rhys and the horror of Duncan’s mind

February 21, 2010

Rhys=hero bro

Rhys is displaying an admirable dedication to his quest to become the most despicable human being to ever grace the world of soap. His latest heinous deed was to spike Josh’s drink with vodka in a bid to sabotage his burgeoning romance with India, and then, when said spikeage lead to Josh inadvertently drink driving and almost killing most of his friends, Rhys thoroughly failed to fess up and save Josh’s ass.

That said, the drink driving carnage was worth it Hollyoaks blowing what surely must be its special effects budget for the whole of 2010 on a spectacular (yet sadly non fatal) car crash/explosion, soundtracked with how soon is now by The Smiths.

Way cool.

So, Josh is now a pariah whilst Rhys was hailed as a hero. Hats off to the perverted one, hats off.

boo hiss

We said goodbye to skank mum Kath, who, having got a credit card in Tina’s name (rather enterprising we think), was thusly run out of town by an outraged Jacqui and Myra. Shame.

MYEYES

The most horrific sight to offend our eyes in a looong time: a disturbing sex fantasy in which Duncan imagines Mrs Ashworth dressed as a slutty nurse, feeding him whipped cream and strawberries in a provocative manner. Incest, cougars, food stuff. *VOMS*.

random brand watch

A pissed Nancy chows on Choco Bong Flakes in the Drive’n'buy; Duncan consults random brand search engine Swoosh for what to do in the event of your best friend being a smackhead; Des sups on some Weisbrau as he tries to matchmake Kris and Nancy

in other news

in addition to sickening sexual fantasies about his aunt, Duncan continues to steal her knickers. We are starting to really like him; Ricky is suspected of being a drug dealer and a smackhead, before being revealed to have an MS inflicted and grumpy arsed dad; Nancy ends her night like this; Evissa is somehow able to afford newspaper advertising; Kris has a large cock (according to a quip by Nancy – see below); Nancy’s tardis-like flat now accomodates Des, in addition to Nancy, Charlie and Elliot

quotes

“it’s london, not the flaming moon” Kath injects a rare bit of geographical realism to her and Theresa’s proposed move daan saaf.

“it’s not the first time you’ve been a big let down…well…a let down” backhanded insult from Nancy to Kris.

plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose

February 6, 2010

Hello. There was a creeping sense of sameyness in this week’s omnibus.

here we go again

Hannahrexic lurched into her next life crisis thanks to the arrival in the village of her spotty drugdealing icecream man Hollyoaks Later boyf Jamie. This being a Hannah life crisis this meant hours of Hannah BTMing, shrieking and flouncing off and Rhys shouting, looking constipated and unleashing his fists of fury to zero effect. Yawn.

Jamie himself loitered round the village all week like a particularly annoying tramp. We don’t like him and we think he is up to no good. A suspect for Sasha’s mugging last week? You know it.

Another vaguely familiar aspect to this storyline was Rhys’ predictably inept attempts to rid the village of it’s Jamie-shaped presence. When fisticuffs didn’t work, he inexplicably recruited Darren (swoon) for a spot of failed drug entrapment and kidnapping/assault. High marks for effort, D- for execution.

deja voodoo

Other happenings where we’ve been there, done that was Sheila’s comedic attempts to provide Elliot with cheese on toast/study support (not to mention Elliot once again turning down the opportunity for sex with a hot woman) and Malachy’s ongoing passive aggressive (read: pussy whipped) schemes to unplug Mercedes and Calvin, these including hopping aboard the property ladder and reuniting Calvin with his ex-missus Carmel. He is either a total wuss or a machiavellian genius. We cannot decide which.

in other news

Ravi opens a boxing club for chavs. Given that his last venture into the boxing world resulted in a craniotomy we think this is a perfectly sensible course of action; Carmel is given a random perm by Frankie; for the ten minutes he is on screen, Duncan spent 9.5 of them talking about or eating food; Cindy and Steph get all competitive mum/stepmum by entering Holly and Tom into Chester’s Got Talent; Holly is neglected and sad. Boo : (

film student moment

Various characters in noir-ish card games; Elliot gets Star Trekked; Rocky montage

MYEARS

Tony speaks street

Carmel refs colonically irrigating Frankie and Leo. Eww.

goodbyes and stuff

January 31, 2010

Telly fixed and tuned into E4 we finally caught up with the Hollyoaks omnibus woo hoo!

bye bye Doey

The biggest news was that after what can only be described as an eventful tenure in the village, recently kebabbed Zoe decided to up sticks and headed off to find a hopefully less violent existence in the Interrailing network of europe. Being Zoe, complicated sexual condundrums could never be far away and thus she left accompanied by not one but two men in tow (the two men being Gilly and Barnsey). We cannot think of a more fitting exit.

strawberry fields for never

See what we did there? Yeah, so coinciding with Zoe’s decision to leave was Steph’s realisation that she actually loved Gilly (history’s least interesting love triangle had become a biangle (?)having ended when she kicked luckless Fernando to the kerb in the episodes we missed – bet that was exciting). Sadly/happily the Hollyverse is somewhat ‘whatevs’ in the face of romantic volte-faces and so Steph was reduced to running after Gilly before he jetted off, dressed as a strawberry. And missed. We felt sorry for her for approximately 3 minutes.

nuffink

Much of the rest episode was taken up by somewhat non events, where something caused much screeching, soul searching etc only to fizzle away into nothing. Par example:

Rhys thought he might be the father of Hayley’s bun. Then it turned out he wasn’t. Nor did we find out who is.

At one point or another Kris, Hannah, Michaela and Zack all decided to go travelling with Zoe. Then decided not to.

Hayley declared that she would be raising her child in the student slum. Then headed back to Liverpool.

quotes

“He’s a bloke and she’s a blonde lesbian” Michaela on why Zack going travelling with Zoe might have sexytimes repercussions. She gotta point.

“You’ve got prada tastes and primark pockets” Kris dishes out some home truths to Mercy.

MYEYES

Sasha does a sexydance for Dave and Josh in a disturbing film student moment.

MYEYESANDEARS

Nev and Rhys discuss contraception. Please. Never again.

random brand watch

Rhys researches baby daddyness on random brand search engine Swoosh

in other news

Amy moves in to the council estate slum with Ste; a momentary OMG moment when Kris catches Mercy and Calvin at it in an alleyway, undermined somewhat when he fesses up to Malachy who continues to take his slutbag wife’s infidelity like a big pussy; some spooky wind haunts the village; Sasha is mugged by a mysterious hooded figure

that’s all for now TA RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

it was the nightmare before xmas

December 30, 2009

Catching up on last week’s action and it was dark times indeed in present day/non-flash Hollyoaks, not so much ho ho ho as ho ho holy crap that’s depressing as Theresa was yet again abandoned by her crack whore jailbird mum and Tony lamented his unhappy family past.

There was worse to come though. Darren, who tried to keep his spirits up with mince pies and an apparent obsession with Norway, still had to contend with his housemate going bonkers (more on that in a sec) and his family abandoning him to a lonely microwave xmas dinner and some cheap white wine. SOB!! Luckily (kind of), Steph, Jake, Fernando and Tom came to the rescue with a bit of xmas carol fun.  Note to Hollyoaks: if Darren cries we cry. So stop it.

A happy-ish ending then. Not something that happened for poor Hannah though, who topped off a week of drinking neat vodka, vomming and general mental disintegration with the most depressing xmas dinner ever – gagging over the carrots as her mum wept and Rhys did that constipated look he does when he is worried about something. Anorexia back in town but apparently not able to admit it, Hannah was carted off to hospital as she sobbed. As did we.

So, thanks for that, Hollyoaks!

in other news

Mercy spends an ENTIRE EPISODE stressing over whether to give a pair of silken leopard print underpants to Malachy or loverboy Calvin; Newt and Rae (the world’s least interesting love story) continued to bicker – turns out Rae has a dead sister….a dead twin sister, who might actually be alive mebbees?; pikey xmas at the McQueens – a deck the halls tuned door bell and only four roasties for Des; Tom has an encounter with Santa aka Gilly in an Ann Summers santa costume

Btw, there was no Lydia, bar a text to Josh…we kind of miss her spooky face?

and the award for the most bizarro moment in Hollyoaks in a long time goes to….

Obviously, this being Hollyoaks there are a million contenders but we have to give extra special props to the Osborne-Dean’s demented xmas morning nativity reenactment…Jack as Joseph, Frankie as a knocked up Mary…. Utter genius

flash ah ahhh

December 23, 2009

Hollyoaks is nothing if ambitious and so after skydiving deaths, alter ego stand-offs and numerous film student moments, the ‘Oaks has given us the special flashforward episode set in May 2010, where stacked hottie and rightful Strictly champion Calvin was gunned down in his prime.

OMG!

It was something of a head scratcher, raising a whole heap of questions that we can now spend the next five months trying to answer, the main one being, of course, whodunnit?

We can’t wait to see what Calvin has done to fuck off so many people, as the menu of suspects ranged from the expected to the rather random (many of whom were helpfully summarised in the end bit). In no specific order:

Mercedes
Our verdict: whilst hell hath no fury like a vag scorned we cannot believe that she would rid the world of a functioning man truncheon. No chance.

Malachy
Our verdict:
he wasted the opportunity for Jackie Jackson-style bestman speech, so we’re not convinced he has that killer instinct. Unless he was planning to drown Calvin in a pool of his anguished tears. Wuss.

Sasha
Our verdict: maybe. If she found out that Calvin abandoned her beloved Warren to his fiery/mirror fate she would get the right hump. Sulky mare.

Spencer
Our verdict: please. If Spencer got a gun he’d end up shooting himself in the face.

Lauren
Our verdict: Lauren can be one vindictive goth when she wants to be. Can’t believe she’d whack her own brother though.

Jacqui
Our verdict: Meh. She may have been full of righteous fury at Mercy and Calvin’s affair, but if she moidered every person Mercedes shagged who she shouldn’t then there would be barely a person left alive.

Zack
Our verdict: despite the face punchy aggro (which seemed to involve Des somehow too), we think Zack is a bit too mild mannered to indulge in gun crime.

Leo
Our verdict:
get all Darth Vader on his son’s ass? Mebbees. He’s always been a bit shifty.

Michaela and Theresa
Our verdict:
a random factor, but we could roll with it.

Jake
Our verdict:
got form as a psycho. Is a disgruntled ex-employee. Why not.

Kris and Cheryl
Our verdict: Nah. A simple bullet in the heart wouldn’t be a flamboyant enough MO for these two. Any murderous scheme of theirs would involve swans, dry ice and Kate Bush.

Rhys
Our verdict: our wild card. Rhys hasn’t done anything interesting for years, so it would be about time. He and Calvin shared an odd exchange about a secret and, knowing Rhys, the mind can only boggle at the sexual deviancy he could be involved in now.

Or, it could be someone completely off piste: Claire (why not? it’s usually her); Baby Leah; crazy alchie Louise returns; Holly with a champagne cork (this one is courtesy of a Twitter friend of WLH), Mark Gasgoyne; Bonnie Tyler in another cameo…. or Carmel, vengeful after discovering her man’s cheating ways?

Other questions:
What has happened to Holly? Is she dead? Did Cindy swap her for a Gucci bag?

Do they really expect us to believe the Loft will still be standing in 5 months time? Really? Under  the increasingly inept management of Calvin, Mercy, Mal, Sasha and Spencer we are surprised it hasn’t burnt to the ground already. Again.

Why is the future all smokey? We imagine that’s how the world looks during the early stages of cataracts.

Where were Hannah, Newt, the Roys, Steph, Frankie, Jack, Zoe, Lydia etc? (perhaps the latter two have death matched each other by then)

Why was Suzanne there and no Nev?

Where exactly would ANYONE in the village get their hands on a gun? Eastenders they aint.

Now, Carmel and Calvin’s Dirty Dancing tribute/debacle was hardly a sell out, so unless the killer was hidden half a mile away, sniper style, then surely someone would have seen said killer?

We think this is a case for CSI: Chester.

So many questions *head explodes*. Loved it. Roll on May 2010, when, we were assured, the truth will out. Yay.

hollyoaks later 2009 episode 4

October 4, 2009

Okay, so we were out and about the night of episode 4, watching Michael McIntyre do his gentle family comedy thang (though with many unexpected jokes about blowjobs. Shocking).

As a result we missed the Biggest Death to happen to Hollyoaks in a long time. FFS! So we tuned into 4OD today knowing that Sarah’s untimely demise was on the way and…

OMFG!!!!!

What else can we say about it? Hollyoaks has had its fair share of death scenes but this one take the biscuit in terms of spectacularity and tension. Poor old Sarah didn’t stand a chance as she plummeted towards earth – never has a clear blue sky and golden cornfield been so terrifying.

Wow.

And then there was the end bit, where the DILF was informed of his daughter’s squishy fate. Sob!

So Lydia’s demented and poorly thought out plan to take out love rival Zoe back fired spectacularly. Hubris, eh?

everything else in the episode paled into insignificance, but in summary:

More beautiful nature (has Hollyoaks ever looked so good?) as Hannah and Jamie sought refuge on the beach, dark doom-laden clouds overhead

Rhys gets royally kicked in by Kev and Blue. We know we should be sad about this, but we can’t quite manage it

Jacqui and Carmel both get banged up cos of Evil Southerners – for the trashing of sleazy photographer man Wayne’s studio for the former, vice squad entrapment for the latter.

Cindy and Tony FINALLY agreed to marry each other. Cindy fessed up her scam, and they both said something about not wanting to look around corners. GET ON WITH IT we felt like shouting, Holy Grail-style. Still, we got to spend time with Darren and Cindy did look very pretty even though she was covered in mud and her tiara was askew.

quotes

“Conniving, lying, nasty shrew…cheating, thieving midget” Tony’s description of Cindy. “A bit harsh” was Darren’s response.

So yeah. As with last year, the big death happened in the penultimate episode. And it was a corker. Put us off skydiving (and unhealthy relationships with disturbed lesbians) for life, but a corker nonetheless. Yay!