Fine. It's almost accepted by everyone that how the TV drama's kept being so incredibly unreasonable for years. So it makes me look like such an idiot to myself when I sat in front of my laptop watching the latest season of it. What even embarrassed me more is that I actually was moved by some scenes, all about Marina's temporary return.
Let's go back to the very beginning of season 1, where Jenny has just landed in LA. It was her subjective view that we followed to discover the life of those ladies, and the fresh and splendid world they showed to us. A girl, who wished take "fiction writer" as her lifetime career, would never decline any extraordinary experience like that; even just being an observer sounded so cool to her. And then there was Marina, who intended to seduce Jenny when they met for the first time. I still have no idea of how serious she was when talking about those literary stuff with Jenny. It might be her conventional way of seduction, usually followed by the pleasure of a predator. However, Jenny was so touched, precisely on some certain part of her heart...I was so attracted to the expression on her face then, because I saw myself there, too. I hated to see Jenny when she cheated on people around her, messed everything up with her selfishness, and read poems to dolphins as if she was doing something cool, yet I could never blame her too much for being sentimental. It's always memorable moments in our lives when one's lonely mind is appreciated and elaborated by the other.
Getting back to season 4, I felt sympathy for Jenny when her name was pronounced in the Italian accent once again. She was there, wearing a man style black hat, maintaining her social grace as several years ago, speaking out her name in her unique deep charming voice: Jenny Schecter. It was truly brutal.
The one who seduced you just for fun, who cheated on you, who betrayed you and later vanished without any explanation...usually we refer to her by saying something just the same as Jenny:
We were friends...and she was my first.
In the meantime, we are referred to as that by someone else.
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