E: You know one thing I love about this show? I’ve just realized – perhaps I am slow – that Alicia Florrick has Lauren Bacall hair. And eyebrows. She’s got the eyes of a sorrowing Madonna (the pieta Madonna, not the voguing one) framed by this glamorous, classy, untouchable movie star hair and arch, smart-allecky eyebrows. It’s just another subtle way that this show brings us character. Sorry for taking a little break there over the holiday weekend, but I hope you enjoy hearing about this anyway. It was a completely fantastic episode, don’t you think?
The episode opens with Grace and Zach watching a clip of Chelsea Lately online. They’re watching it because one of the call girls frequented by their dad is looking to extend her 15 minutes, and so pimping her would-be book. The girl’s name is Amber Madison (the tagline under her name in the clip is “high class whore” – hee!). She’s blond. Ah, writers – is it horribly unkind to observe that so many of these girls are named Amber? And that they’re pretty much all blond? I’m not making that up, am I? Peter, who seems to be living in the courthouse now, frantically tries to reach Alicia before she sees it. Secretary Courtney (nice to see you, finally!) makes Alicia watch it before she does anything else, so that at least she knows. She gets to hear this girl say that Peter was going to divorce her so that they could be together and she could work on his campaign. And there Alicia is, feeling naked again, expecting judgment and pity and scorn in every glance.