Alas, it is true. This episode is the de facto season finale of our beloved Dynasty thanks to the pandemic.
And while not ending on a high note, you can at least rest easy that the CW didn’t try to chop together some rushed, Pushing Daisies Season 2 finale-esque bullshit.
Aww. Now I’m sad about Dynasty, and about Pushing Daisies.
Let’s hear it for Culhane, who comes in at the end of the episode and steals the jush factor in a major and delicious upset.
Kirby is there, too. Looking fucking flawless.
Oh, and Blake is kidnapped and Sam saves him with the help of Danny Trejo or whatever.
But look at Kirby!
It really speaks to how much I cared about this that this episode also includes Fallon singing and I didn’t give her the headlining spot.
Cristal 2.0 never could have pulled off this level of salaciousness.
Still miss OG Cristal, though. She could have adulterated with ten priests a day and wouldn’t have even broken a sweat. And worn a great hat while doing it.
I must say, they had me in the first half when the episode was apparently going to overly centre on a fashion podcast.
But goddamn if Dynasty didn’t get me with yet another caper episode. That makes two in a row! And the reveal was even juicier this time, because it was all a complete surprise to me.
You rascally Carringtons.
That’s right, bitches. It’s a Liam and Fallon caper episode.
And even when it’s against his will, he’s still kinda game. And I respect that.
Though, to be clear, doing things without consent, even when it’s a woman doing it to a man, is not cool. Do you hear that, Dominique?
I’ve gotta say, I was getting my absolute life this episode. I wrote the phrase “Fuck, I love Dynasty” in my notes more than once.
Even dear Cristal got to shine this episode.
Dynasty is my one shining light against the apocalypse that is 2020 so far.