It’s Christmas, and Paul surprises Cathy with tickets to see
the Nutcracker. Apparently the Rosencoff School of Ballet, in small town South
Carolina, is very professional. They go backstage at intermission, and meet
Madame and her husband Georges. Madame tells Cathy to come to the school the
next day for an audition. Cathy freaks out because she says she’s out of
practice, but Chris calls bullshit on that, he’s seen her practicing. She’s
just scared.
That night, Chris and Cathy start going at it under the
Christmas tree, all while Cathy tries to convince Chris not to go off and leave
her alone to become a doctor. They decide to take it upstairs, and choose
Cathy’s room that she shares with Carrie. Nice. She hasn’t been traumatized
enough. They get completely naked, and start wrestling, with Cathy kind of
wanting it and kind of not. They only stop when Chris discovers food she’s been
hiding under her bed. He says he understands, and then begs her to love him one
last time. If this sounds confusing, it is. Cathy says if he goes away and
leaves her, the answer will always be no. IT SHOULD ALWAYS BE NO ANYWAY, CATHY!
Geez.
So Cathy and crew go to the audition the next day. Madame Marisha
asks what she’s going to dance, and Cathy boasts that she can dance the Rose
Adagio from Sleeping Beauty all by
herself. No, you bloody well can’t, Cathy. You literally can’t do the most
famous bit without the princes. But whatever, Cathy is the best dancer ever,
and so defies all logic. She flirts a bit with another dancer, hottie Julian Marquet,
who says he’s only there as a favor to Madame, he’ll be back in New York soon.
She begins to dance, and then Julian decides to join her. She’s all excited,
but then has a terrible pain in her abdomen, and a pool of blood at her feet.
She passes out. When she comes to, she’s in the hospital, and Chris informs her
she had a D&C, all her missed periods had essentially backed up. Ok. She
gets flowers and a card from Madame Marisha, telling her she’s been accepted. I
guess she likes a bit of drama.
After the holidays, it’s off to school. They send Carrie to
a private boarding school during the week. She freaks out over this of course,
and I can hardly blame her. It’s probably not the best thing for her. And Chris
goes away to a college-prep school thirty miles away. Chris and Cathy have a
drawn out, private goodbye. He warns her about being alone with Paul, but she
says that’s silly. Then on the way home, Cathy checks out Paul’s legs. Ugh.
That night, Cathy goes downstairs to go to the kitchen in
her flimsy nightgown, and runs into Paul. She caresses his cheek, and he gets
all turned on. He pulls her into his lap, and demands to know what’s going on
between her and Chris. She kind of admits to some wrongdoing, but not really.
Then Paul starts feeling her up, and kissing her. And then he dares to blame
her, and calls her a witch. PAUL. You are a forty-year-old man responsible for
some seriously fucked up kids. Do not blame a fifteen-year-old for seducing
you.
At ballet, Julian keeps popping in from New York. He keeps
telling Cathy she needs to get to New York ASAP, and that they’d be a great
team. Then he asks her out on a date. They go out a couple of times, and he
pressures her to do things with him, and then calls her a tease when she won’t.
He gives her a sob story about how Madame and Georges, who are actually his
parents, pushed him his whole life into ballet.
It turns out Bart Winslow is from the next town over, and
the papers are full of stories of how Corrine in transforming his house before
they move into it. Cathy gets all upset, and vows revenge against her. Paul
tries to guilt trip her and make her realize she’s not the only person who
shitty things happen to. He tells her about his wife and son who died. His wife
Julia never liked sex, and after she got pregnant, told him that was all. So
Paul had an affair, and eventually Julia found out, and wanted to hurt him. So
she killed herself and Scotty in the river. After telling his story, Cathy and
Paul almost have sex. Of course. But Paul stops himself, and Cathy pouts that
he’s now rejected her twice.
Carrie has a terrible incident at school. These horrible
little girls gag and blindfold her one night, and put her out on the school’s
roof to spend the night. And Carrie fucking hates roofs, y’all. She makes her
way to the trapdoor to get back in, and falls down the stairs, breaking her
leg. And she stays hidden away there under a bunch of crates, until Cathy,
Chris, and Paul come and find her. They take her out of the school, of course,
and send her to public school. But the kids there still tease her for being so
small, and Carrie never has any friends.
Cathy starts to go a bit crazy stalking her mother. She
follows all her movements from reports in the papers, and she even started
writing her creepy letters. One day she even eventually sees Corrine and Bart
in town, and follows them, but doesn’t do anything, which she later gets pissed
at herself about.
Paul’s birthday comes, and yep, happy birthday, Paul! He and
Cathy begin their affair. Sigh. You knew it was coming. He’s forty-two, and
she’s seventeen at this point.
Cathy has a crazy request for Christmas, for them to all go
to Foxworth Hall. Chris is totally against it, but Paul thinks it might be good
for some closure or some shit. They look through records in Charlottesville,
trying to find any information on Cory dying, but they find nothing. No
eight-year-old boys died or were buried at that time. Then they go to drive by
the house, and Carrie has a shit fit, screaming that she wants to see her momma.
They get absolutely nothing out of this trip.
I guess over that same Christmas, Cathy gets the lead in
both The Nutcracker and Cinderella. Of course she does. Julian
comes back to town to dance with her. He tells her she’s truly ready for New
York. She lets him fill her head with all these promises, and agrees to go. Paul,
Chris, and Carrie are not happy to see her go, of course. But Cathy insists
Paul is the man for her.
Of course, Cathy
is a hit in New York. Her instructor, Madame Zolta, is kind of cray-cray, but
it’s fine. She’s thrilled that Julian is in love Cathy, but that she doesn’t
want him. It makes for good passion onstage. After only seven months, Cathy
lands the role of Clara in a production of The
Nutcracker to be filmed for tv, to be shown at Christmas. And then she gets
to dance Sleeping Beauty with Julian. The family comes up to see her in the
role. That night, Paul and Cathy go to a hotel, and he asks her to marry him. Aww.
Ew. They decide to keep a secret until Christmas, when Cathy will be home.
Cathy and Julian get into a fantastic fight, because Cathy
still won’t give into him. But when it’s announced the company will be going to
London for two weeks, they try to make up. Cathy tells him she’ll dance with
him, but she’ll never love him, she’s engaged to someone else. So he gets all
pissed off again.
So Cathy goes home for Christmas, and before she and Paul
tell everyone their news, Chris sees Cathy sneaking out of Paul’s room. Oops.
Needless to say, he is not happy. Cathy tries to explain that it’s not wrong,
because they’re getting married. That doesn’t help. Chris wants to know why it
can’t be him. They can have a non-sexual relationship, Cathy doesn’t want kids
anyway. Yeah, Chris, because you’ve been so good at showing restraint in the
past.
Back in New York, Cathy dances in Romeo and Juliet. After the performance, a woman comes to see her
in her dressing room. It’s Amanda, Paul’s sister. She tells Cathy what a bad
idea it is to marry Paul, that them being together is ruining his reputation. Then
she tells her that she saw the medical records, and the D&C is actually an
abortion procedure, and that Cathy miscarried a two-headed embryo with three
legs. And then she goes on to tell
her she can’t marry him anyway, he’s already married. Julia’s actually alive,
and in a mental hospital. She even has pictures to prove it. After this
delightful visit, Amanda leaves.
Cathy is crushed, and can’t believe Paul lied to her. So she
does the only thing she can. She sleeps with Julian, and marries him right
before they leave for London. You know, like you do.
So. When they get back from London, they go to South
Carolina to tell Paul. Paul is suspicious of her bringing Julian, and Cathy
cutting off contact for a while. They have a private walk in the garden, and Cathy
confesses everything Amanda told her. Turns out, maybe she should have talked
to Paul before acting so impulsively. Julia was in a coma for a long time, but
did actually die a month after Paul and Cathy became lovers. And the tale of
the embryo is just a flat out lie. And then Cathy has to tell him, Oops, sorry,
I married Julian. Paul is crushed, but tells her she actually did the right
thing, and he’s happy Julian loves her.
Paul tells them Georges is the hospital, dying, so they go
to see him. He sees them, and then he dies. Julian gets into a fight with
Madame Marisha, about how Georges never loved him as a son, only as a dancer.
Chris comes home, and of course he’s fucking pissed about
her marrying Julian. He says Paul would have been better than Julian, even
though he said the exact opposite before. Ugh, Chris, just get over it already.
They return to New York, and Cathy vows to be a good wife to
Julian.
Throughout all this, with every little damn thing that goes
wrong, Cathy finds a way to blame it on her mother.
Finally, that’s the end of Part Two. And there’s still three
more to go! They’re not as long, though.
Don’t forget I’ll be live tweeting during the movie Monday
night. It’s sure to be a good time.
And speaking of Twitter, while I was writing this post,
Mason Dye, the actor who played Chris in Flowers in the Attic, favorited the
tweet about my last post. Ha! Cracked me up.
Also, I fixed the link to my Twitter up at the top. Whoops.
Didn’t know it was broken.
Well, I'm confused. A D&C can be used to essentially "clean out" a uterus that's retaining a lot of tissue, like in the instance of several missed periods or absurdly heavy periods...or a miscarriage when the fetal tissue doesn't pass on its own. So what did Cathy have done and why?
ReplyDeleteHonestly, I think it's supposed to leave you confused, that it could go either way. I was always under the impression it wasn't actually a miscarriage, but I don't know if I'm right in that.
DeleteThink about it this way - Cathy is a 15 year old who has probably only been menstrauating a few years, while being starved and arsenic poisoned in an attic. How likely it is that her body could a.) ovulate and b.) maintain a pregnancy long enough to get to the point where you could see legs on a fetus? How old the fetus would have to be does not add up, really. Plus when people with uteruses are starved that much, their bodies are not likely to ovulate as often, making the odds of them getting pregnant much lower.
DeletePlus the math of the time they actually did have PIV sex and her bleeding really doesn't add up at all for a fetus that is that developed.