Last week, when Alex delivered Bethenny’s message to Jill, a fellow cast member joked that they should not “shoot the messenger.” That would never have happened. Swift, straightforward assault is out of place on Real Housewives, where the Restalyne-filled council prefers to mete out punishment via a slower, more torturous route: sharp, stinging darts shot in cocktail-party conversation that not only pierce the soul but leave behind a poison that bleeds into the bloodstream of the victim and by extension, the viewer, leaving us all, as Alex (the subject of this week’s attacks) would put it, “done.”
But not dead. Our souls may be bleeding, our heart may be rotting, and our ideas about feminine beauty may be forever altered from exposure to the poison that is this show. Still, we will soldier on and declare a titular “winner” of this week’s episode. Because, to again quote Alex, sometimes you get to the point of no return.
She plays the ignoring game: Alex correctly notes that Jill will position herself near Alex to make the fact that they’re not speaking all the more apparent. Little does she know this will be completely lost on Sonja and Kelly, who are ignoring her even more powerfully than she is ignoring Alex.
She’s sorry too late: “I’m so sorry for so many things that have happened over the past two months,” she says at LuAnn’s party, having realized far too late that this plotline has turned her into the show’s Maleficent.
She suddenly finds compassion when she had none: “I’m worried about her health! I’m worried about the baby! I want to go over there!” she says. Kelly, at this point, having successfully avoided drama so far this evening, is trapped in her shiny glare and is clearly too terrified to move.
She can’t have a fight without notes: The fact that she keeps admitting over and over, “I wasn’t ready” to fight with Bethenny, I didn’t have my notes” leads us to believe that she doesn’t understand how spectacularly childish this seems.
She misdirects anger: “I hate Alex, I’ll never forgive her for this,” she moans. Why? Alex didn’t say anything that Jill hadn’t already said to Bethenny herself. Who said, “We are done” first? But then, maybe we’re confused about the meaning of the word “done.” Done like Kelly’s breasts? Or done like LuAnn’s dignity after next episode’s date and song release?
She starts on negative thoughts before she even knows how to finish them: “Because the legs are dark it doesn’t give the illusion that it’s too short,” she says of Kelly’s minidress, which, frankly, is a lot longer than most of the things she wears.
She fights with phoniness: What was that smile she kept giving to Alex at the Eldridge? That was terrifying! Maybe it has something to do with the voodoo.
She’s not a sharer: When all the other women are talking about their insecurities in the spa, Jill clams up. This is partially because she’s still married and has no “I’m so alone” stories — but also partially because she feeds on other people’s weaknesses, and it’s not nice to talk when you have food in your mouth.
She is constantly looking for something: Kelly is telling actually a pretty funny story about how instead of bringing Sonja flowers she brought her a fourteen-day juice cleanse (which is like giving someone a scale for a present), and all Jill can focus on is stopping Kelly from using the word “like” too much.
She can’t let anybody get away with anything: When Sonja says she was a model, Jill says, “But I thought you were five-foot-six!”
She goes right for the meanest comment she can think of: “Seventeen years is not a milestone,” she says, rightly picking up on the weirdness of Ramona’s obsession with renewing her vows. But then she adds, “Being married to her every day is a milestone, to be honest.”
She can’t miss any drama: When Sonja makes the weird comment to Ramona, “I’m flattered that you trust me after all these years,” Jill immediately brightens up and says, “I want to hear more stories!”
She can’t let anything not be about her: Moments after Ramona announces that Bethenny’s dad died, Jill is yelling about why nobody called her.
She has very obvious buttons and flies off the handle when they are pushed: When Alex tells her she talks too much and she needs to listen, Jill immediately flies off the handle.
She can’t listen to criticism: She literally cannot listen. She can’t stop talking when Alex starts listing her faults, even though she readily admits that that’s “what she does” to other people: criticizes them.
Jennifer Gilbert: For immediately sticking up for Kelly’s short dress when Jill goes after it. And for having a fabulous apartment.
Kimberly Towers: For not even blinking at the fact that Ramona wants to wear white after sixteen years of marriage and one child.
Avery: For being Ramona’s “worst critic in the world.” And for having cute wallpaper! But seriously, girl is a little harsh on her mom, calling her “ridiculous” for wanting to renew her vows. Which suggests that (a) she is in that phase of being a teenager, or (b) she watches the television program The Real Housewives of New York City.
The cameraman who ducked on- and off-camera in Sonja’ house, not once, not twice, but three times: We think that’s the first time we’ve ever seen that happen on this show.
The woman standing behind Sonja when she says, “Okay, tell me about the pooch”: Jill and Kelly sweetly say, “What pooch?” But that woman clearly sees it, and has an opinion.
Susan Shin: For being caught on-camera in the background.
Jason: Does he not work?
The Eldridge: Never have so many starving moms been in that place before at once.
Court: LuAnn’s date has perv eyes. And perv hair. And perv collar. And perv mouth. Jennifer says it best: “Whoever LuAnn is dating, he’s got bad hair and he’s gay.”
Julian Niccolini: Don’t go on this show, dude.