I watched Mickey’s funeral—or his funeral after-party, whatever it was—yesterday.
I have mixed feelings about it. On the one hand, it seemed like the show was really trying to honor its history. I loved the big picture of John Clarke. It was great to see Lisa Trusel, and her scenes with Nathan were cute and funny. She looked great, I thought. And with such shiny, shiny hair—but sadly, not that reddish brown color I used to admire so much.
Seeing Doug and Julie was a treat as always, and Maggie of course. I thought Nathan did decently as the newest Horton member. It was awkward saying Alice was in “the den” with Bill and Marie, and Sarah was “bringing the car around,” though perhaps better than not mentioning them at all. As long as they were at it, why not stack the other rooms with Jack and Jennifer, Mike and Jeremy, Josh and Jessica Fallon [and Nick, sob!], David and Scott Banning, Sandy Horton, &c. &c…. and where was Lucas? Or Will? It all ended up reinforcing how pathetically neglected the Horton clan has been over the years.
And why, oh why, was Melanie featured so heavily? I have seen complaints, from browsing around message boards, that Melanie is irritatingly put at the center of too many storylines. But giving her a showcased role in the middle of a Horton funeral? Really, really odd. Mia seemed bizarrely prominent as well.
But, of course, the flashback, the photo album (if I ignore who was paging through it) and especially the montage were wonderful. How I wish I could watch those early episodes of Days! Just thinking about the treasure trove in the Days vault gives me palpitations.
And by a nice coincidence, my mother is visiting me this week, so we watched the episode together. When the scene of Mickey and Maggie’s first meeting came on, my mom said, “Oh, I remember that.”