Episodes 762 - 806
14 February - 13 July 1990
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1990’s exodus is very evident in this run of episodes, characterised by ending after ending. The only consolation is that the doors have swung both ways to give a couple of very welcome - if temporary - returns.
And so it’s “farewell, Chois. We hardly knew ye”. It would be easy to believe that their short stint was exactly as the creative team planned it, with a particularly satisfying arc for David, overcoming his grief and cultural expectations to build a new blended family with Alison before they all jet off to a new life. Caroline’s high stakes business drama, being defrauded by her partner in business and romance, may not have been as compelling as it could (I could ungenerously call it “dull”), but I never really had a problem watching this storyline go through its predictable motions. There was something I found quietly reliable about this household. They may not have set the screen alight, but they worked for me, and they had the grace to leave while they were still watchable.
Gone, too, is Harry. His exit was remarkably low-key. I mistakenly thought he left a couple of months after he did, so I was keeping my eye on Lucy Collins thinking this was her departure. It was only after I double-checked and realised that was it for Harry. Because of this, I couldn’t even tell you what happened in his final scene, overshadowed as it was by big drama for Tracy Corkhill. It’s kind of funny that the Chois and even Ralph were given more closure than Harry. As he’d already gone to Las Vegas for a stint shorty before his final departure, I wonder if it was planned for Harry to be more of a semi-regularly recurring character than what we got.
Holding the torch at Number Six is Mick, whose profile has been significantly increased, even if the writing for him is very unflattering. Within the space of a few episodes, his young daughter almost drowned because he wasn’t watching her. Next time we saw him he lost Monty and tried to pass off a replacement to Harry, spinning a web of lies. Then he took in a kitten and lost
that. There was also the business of him hiring out Harry’s car while Harry was away. And he’s ransacked Harry’s bedroom and attic and given Katie Rogers a load of old newspapers Harry had clearly kept for a reason. It’s just been a series of bad choices for the sake of manufacturing some plot-driven filler. On paper, he’s very frustrating and certainly unnecessary since between the Growler/Bumper and Jimmy/Sinbad double-acts there is, unfortunately, already a glut of “wacky schemes and antics” sub-plots. It’s a good thing Mick is played by an actor as charismatic and likeable as Louis Emerick, because even with such material Mick still feels like a character with potential. Josie’s first few episodes also show promise. There’s a touch of the Doreen Corkhill to the way she wraps Mick around her little finger, the big difference being that Josie is Mick’s “estranged wife” (as was oft repeated in an episode) and Josie goes further by toying with Mick’s affections.
The most notable departure is that of the entire Collins family, with the death of Doreen Sloane only adding to the sense of loss. With Doreen Sloane in the end stages of cancer, I’m sure she would have had very limited energy and I was pleasantly surprised in these final scenes - presumably filmed just weeks before her death - that, while she had noticeably lost weight, she also appeared quite radiant and kept up with the quick and lively banter within the family.
Quick and lively banter may not be a Collins trait in recent years, but a hugely positive thing to come from this final storyline was the return of Katrin Cartlidge as the OG Lucy. Oh my God - what a shot of adrenaline she’s brought to this family. Suddenly, everything in the household works. Seeing her treat whiny Louise like muck, freezing her out of the family and and seeing through the attention-seeking victim behaviour was a joy, and what’s more I believed it. Perhaps I should feel more sympathy towards Louise than I did, but it’s all felt like badly thought out plot-driven contrivance, and I never believed for a minute that Annabelle would take in a stalker who had appeared before her in court.
There’s a terrific scene where the entire Collins family is in the living room, Lucy and Gordon quipping back and forth, with Paul and Annabelle joining in with a kind of mock disapproval, but clearly happy to have the family together again. The focus is mostly on Poor Louise feeling excluded but I was just really taken with the energy of the scene. It feels Katrin has really brought out the best in anyone with whom she shares a screen. Gordon’s reactions to Lucy’s selfishness and snarking are an example of this. Even though I’m conscious she hasn’t worked with the recast Gordon before, I still find them believable as brother and sister. Remarkably, seeing the two together, I find myself thinking that they do connect up with Nigel Crowley’s Gordon. When I envisage how he might have played the scenes with Lucy, that’s pretty much what Mark Burgess delivered.
I find myself thinking how very different the series - and the Collins family in particular - may have become in the late Eighties had Katrin stuck with the series. I suspect her return was a respectful tribute to the series’ origins and in particular to Doreen Sloane, and that shows a great deal of class in itself. The fact that each of her scenes crackled with promise was the icing on the cake.
Annabelle, Lucy and Gordon all had less-than-definitive endings. I suppose with so many exits going on, there’s a risk of overdoing it. Annabelle was last seen looking concerned over Louise. Lucy’s was perhaps the oddest. She was said to be working in a hotel in the south of France (Saint-Tropez, if I was following), but this information was given to us through dialogue between Paul and Gordon in the very next episode after Lucy was last seen, which gave the overall impression of an actress suddenly becoming unavailable to continue. Incidentally, it was Gordon who, after taking a phone call, delivered a similar throwaway line about Harry Cross planning to stay away from the Close more permanently. Gordon’s last scenes were mostly with the middle aged female colleague who fancies him. He did have a Steven Carringtonesque “I’m gay” scene in one of his last episodes (as well as being similarly hustled by a male sex worker, albeit off-screen) but him accepting the key to the female colleague’s flat arguably gave a rather more ambiguous message.
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