…and other Downton Abbey questions I want answers to!
I may have mentioned before that I’m a Downton Abbey fan.
But, in case you missed it, I am.
A big fan.
Actually, I’m a big fan of Dame Maggie Smith in any role, and the role of the Dowager Countess of Grantham was THE role she was born to play.
For those of you who don’t watch Downton Abbey, A. how sad, and B. she plays Professor McGonacall in the J K Rowling series.
But, as usual, I digress.
The season finale of DA was a tad bit disappointing to me.
Really, what is to become of Lady Mary Crawley?
She’s been unlucky in love from the get-go.
Her suitors have ranged from a closeted homosexual to a gold-digger to a Turkish aristocrat who rudely died in her bed after seducing her to her on again off again killed in a car crash relationship and marriage to her 3rd cousin once removed, Matthew Crawley.
Well, at least she didn’t have to have every thing re-monogrammed!
And then there was the season in which several men were chasing her down; Lord Gillingham, Charles, Blake, and Evelyn Napier.
Honestly, what’s a millionairess to do?
Now, we see her lusting after a newbie to the show, and Sir Julian Fellowes left us hanging – again!
Will she or won’t she ever find anyone she and Mr. Carson think is good enough for her?
And then there’s Poor Edith, and her bastard daughter, Marigold.
First of all, what’s with the name?
Ya’ Highness would have pleased me only a little less!
I realize that flowery names were all the rage in Victorian and Edwardian England, but Marigold?
Will Edith find love, will Mary figure out that Marigold isn’t Edith’s ward, but is Edith’s child, and will she be her usual bitchy self about it.
And really, can someone please do something “jolly” with her hair?
Of course, the season ended with Lady Rose
running off to Hollywood to play Cinderella and her husband Atticus moving to New York and Tom the chauffeur turned family member Branson absconding to Boston with his daughter to sell cars and help expand his cousin’s business.
What will the female watchers do without Allen Leech’s pecs?
Isobel broke her relationship with Lord “Dicky” Merton because his sons are
total assholes spoiled brats who won’t allow anyone to take their mother’s place.
What’s to become of her? Will she pine for Dicky or shack-UP with Dr. Clarkson, who’s so obviously had the hots for her since day one.
All that medical talk must turn him on, and after-all, she was married to a Doctor before.
Will Daisy ever leave Downton and run the farm or become a famous Chef somewhere, or will she simply open a shop and make wedding cakes? Or even better, start the cup-cake rage of 1924!!
Will Thomas ever find love, or will he wind UP a lonely old queen at a piano bar cruising for fresh meat?
Of course, Mr. Carson finally popped the question to Mrs. Hughes, but will they tie the knot? Or has Lord Fellowes got something UP his sleeve to twist the plot?
And what about Robert and Cora? Will he stray, will she? Will his ulcer get the best of him? Will the crash of 1929 ruin them and force them to downsize, you know, 20-25 rooms, or worse yet…move to America!
But that would leave Lady Mary and Lady Edith back at Downton to cat-fight it out!
I’d watch that.
Speaking of cats, will someone please slap the crap out of Susan!!
And what about the Dowager?
Dame Maggie is 80 in real life, and the Dowager Countess is at least 79 on the show. (Assuming she was 20 in 1865 when she nearly eloped with Prince Kuragin…not the one from Tolstoy’s War and Peace, but the one from Downton Abbey…really, get the literature right.)
I mean, life expectancy wasn’t all that great in 1924, and we’ve been lucky to have Dame Maggie in the role for the past five seasons.
I’m guessing The Dowager Countess will go to meet her maker in Season Six, and that Season Six will be the last.
And lest you think I’ve forgotten The Bateses, no, no, I haven’t much as I’d like to try. I was terribly disappointed that Julian’s let someone else kill Green and it wasn’t John Bates. Oh, don’t get me wrong, I don’t want him to get caught, I just wanted it to be him.
Frankly, the couple is getting on my nerves, love-birds, jail-birds, trust and mistrust, knock her UP already, and get on with life!
And, I’m thinking you’re thinking I should forget Downtown Abbey, and get on with mine.
Yeah, like that’s gonna’ happen!