And she's buying the stairway to heaven
The Ides of March left me wanting...wanting resolution for our grrls (dead is dead -- but wait, this is the Xenaverse! Silly me, no one stays dead for long); wanting to know what happens to Callisto for breaking the rules and Xena's back; and wanting resolution for Gabrielle's spiritual quest (I believe Xena has come to know her path, but Gabrielle still seems 'In Search Of'...more on that later).
Joining the condemned in their final hours are Avarice, er, Beans n Rice, uh, Amarice (the wee, 'fists before brains' mouthy Amazonette) and Eli, the once slightly shady and interesting magic man cum divinely inspired healer (who now shows himself to be a wellspring of spiritual platitudes wrapped in a mellow faux Jesus wrapper). Despite these two characters and the plot quibbles, I really enjoyed this episode. I thought it was powerful and showed Xena and Gabrielle at their self-sacrificing best.
CAVALCADE OF CHARACTERS
ALTERNATE TITLES FOR THIS EP
THEME SONG FOR THIS EP
Madonna's "Justify My Love" becomes "Crucify My Love" as sung by Callisto to Xena:
"I wanna kiss you in Illusia,
I wanna to crucify you on Mt. Amoro,
I wanna catch snowflakes on my tongue,
Make love to Ares in your body,
You put me in Hell,
So now what? So now what?
Wanting, needing, waiting,
For Rome to crucify my love,
Hoping, praying,
For Rome to crucify my love."
FASHION STATEMENTS: BOLD AND BEAUTIFUL
FASHION STATEMENTS: UGLY AND UNBECOMING
BURNING QUESTIONS
QUIBBLES
QUEEN SIZE QUIBBLE
Why why why why why kill Xena and Gabrielle? First of all, death is such a lazy, trite, and hollow plot device when we know there's a season 5. Second, what's the purpose? Weren't there other ways to explore the same character/plot ideas without resorting to death? Third, pray tell, what plausible and logical excuse/event will occur to restore our grrls body and soul? I emphasize plausible and logical since we are still waiting for a good explanation of how Gabrielle survived her sacrificial swan dive into Dahok's fiery BBQ pit in Sacrifice 2. The best I can come up with, since the writers are not forthcoming, is that Gabrielle has abs of steel and buns of rubber -- she bounced her way out of death. Perhaps she's flame retardant to boot (that BGSB may be tiny, but it sure can take the heat).
The writers mean to tell me that Xena has never read, nay, let alone peeked, skimmed, perused any of Gabrielle's scrolls??? I'm shocked. I find it hard to believe Xena is so dis-interested in Gabrielle's stories and even harder to believe that Gabrielle wouldn't use Xena as a captive audience. Best friends tend to share these things...it's so out of character for the grrls.
Despite the impression that season 4 is about Gabrielle's spiritual quest, I'm still left wondering, "What spiritual quest?" Oh sure, Gabrielle learns yoga, meets Eli and learns to talk the talk, but I'm not convinced. Not to say the idea of a spiritual quest isn't good, it is. But the writer's blow their opportunity with Gabrielle. The moments when Gabrielle thinks she's achieved a grain of truth or furthered her 'Way' (The Convert: believing Najara had changed through her example; Devi: her healing powers; Paradise Found: finding inner peace) she's proven wrong and looks foolish as a result. True, Gabrielle has never been a warrior and that's not her purpose; she's a storyteller and we've seen woefully little evidence of it this season. Where's the scroll bag? Did she ditch it with the staff? This season Gabrielle has also lost her goofy little comic quirks -- the voracious appetite, the gameplaying / betting with Xena, and the storytelling. What a bore she's become with this surface change in clothes and attitude.
For me, Gabrielle has always known that violence is not the answer; there are times when you must fight (and times she enjoyed the fight). Did she forget this when she fell into Dahok's pit? Do we have to go through this painful and aimless rediscovery again? Instead of feeling that Gabrielle betrayed her 'Way' when she carved up the Roman soldiers, I felt relief -- finally, she's in touch with that part of her that can defend herself and Xena. Let's hope she goes for balance in season 5. I don't think I can take any more 'spiritual quest.'
KIBBLES AND BITS
SCENES TOO SAD TO SEE AGAIN
SCENES THAT MAKE YOU GO HMMM...
Caesar's dream/nightmare of Xena -- does he still have the hots for her? (Pity we all can't be tormented by such dreams.) And what's this about Callisto being haunted by the same dreams? Do tell!
SCORCHY SEXY NOT SO SUBTEXT
In their final moments together before the execution, Gabrielle cradles a crippled Xena in her arms:
X: "I made you leave the way of love, that was my fault."
G: "I had a choice. To do nothing or save my friend -- I chose the way of friendship."
X: "I'm sorry for all the times I didn't treat you right."
G: "Xena, you brought out the best in me. Before I met you, no one saw me for who I was. I felt invisible, but you saw all the things that I could be. You saved me, Xena."
QUICK -- HIT THE REWIND BUTTON
XENA SAYS THE DAMNEDEST THINGS
X to Amarice: "Because whatever Gabrielle wants, Gabrielle gets."
X to Brutus: "It's your funeral."
X to G: "Don't cry."
GABRIELLE SAYS THE DARNEDEST THINGS
G to Eli: "Amarice and I have some philosophical differences."
Brutus: "Caesar's never lied to me."
G: "There's a first time for everything."X: "You're the best thing in my life."
G: "I love you, Xena."
CALLISTO SAYS THE CATTY-EST THINGS
C to X: "My, aren't you the clever girl?"
C to X: "Don't bother. You've already done all the damage you can to me. Thanks, by the way."
X: "You're trying to tempt me from my way by offering me peace."
C: "In a nutshell."
XENA'S SKILLS
GABRIELLE'S SKILLS
SCENES FROM THE CUTTING ROOM FLOOR
Post crucifixion, Xena and Gabrielle, physically dead but spiritually whole, reacquaint themselves with one another in their new form.
X: "Are you all right?"
G: "Well, I feel pretty good for being dead."
X: "Sorry about that."
G: "Xena, it's all right. I'm just mad at myself for not taking Alti's vision more seriously. She may be crazy and have poor taste in clothes, but her vision was dead on, uh, right."
X: *mutters* "Told you so."
G: "What did you say?"
X: "Your robe is white as snow."
G: "Not my best color." *studies the white robe and wings on her back*
X: "Too bad, it hides your best features. If I had a knife I could --"
G: "Fashion another one of your cleavage popping, belly baring, super short 'don't bend over you'll catch a breeze' fantasy tavern wench get-ups for me? I don't think so."
X: "Hey, at least you wouldn't look like a chicken."
G: "A chicken? I do not look like a chicken."
X: *makes chicken noises and flaps arms*
G: "If anything, I look like a...a Hestian Virgin."
X: "You? A Hestian Virgin?" *gives a whoop of laughter*
G: "Ha ha. At least I don't look like Pwiestess Leah."
X: *shoots her a glare, but smiles despite herself*
G: *touches Xena's arm and points* "Look Xena, Seraphim."
X: "Where? Where is that traitorous floozy of Dahok?"
G: "Not Seraphin, Seraphim -- as in angels."
X: "Oh." *the angels fly by and disappear*
G: "Xena, you really need to expand your vocabulary."
X: *defensive* "I'm a warrior, not a dictionary."
*Gabrielle gives her a playful peck on the cheek that turns into a passionate kiss. A loud noise interrupts, they're greeted by the sight of a short, round man with a long white beard holding a big scroll*
X: "Who are you?"
SP: "I'm St. Peter -- welcome to Heaven!" *smiles at Xena and Gabrielle; they stare back puzzled* "This is your new home." *still no response* "This is where the good people go after they die."
G: "You mean Elysia?"
SP: "Beg your pardon?"
G: "Oh Xena! We made it, we're in the Elysian Fields." *so giddy she giggles*
SP: *pause* "Oh my..."
X: "Oh my what?"
SP: *skims the scroll; his face reddens and he begins to sweat* "Um, there seems to be some kind of mistake."
X: *menacing* "What do you mean some kind of mistake? Is this another one of Callisto's little jokes?"
SP: "No! Not a joke, just a clerical error."
G: "You mean to tell us our deaths are clerical errors?"
SP: "Um, a teeny tiny mix up. With so many gods these days, it's hard to direct the dead to the right place. Neither of you is supposed to be here."
X: *testy* "Then where are we supposed to be?"
SP: "I'm not sure." *Xena steps closer* "Heh, no need to get upset. I'll have my god contact your gods and they'll sort it all out."
X: "You do that."
SP: *gives Gabrielle a scroll* "In the mean time, make yourselves at home and read these rules of conduct." *makes a speedy exit*
X: "Yet again, we get mixed up in another 'one god' fiasco. You haven't been talking to any strangers have you?"
G: "Xena, stop being so paranoid. Let's just make the best of this Heaven place -- at least we aren't in Tartarus. Now let's see what these rules are all about." *reads scroll*
X: *looks around for a bit and sees nothing but clouds -- boring* "Gabrielle, I have an idea. Why don't you put down the scroll and come over here?" *slinks over to a fluffy cloud, drapes herself across it and playfully crooks her finger*
G: "I can't."
X: "Since when?"
G: "Since now."
X: "Why? Because we're dead? For Gaia's sake, it doesn't mean our sex life has to die as well."
G: "No, it's not that --"
X: "Is it because you think people might see us? I thought that got your 'juices going.'"
G: *blushes* "Leave my juices out of this."
X: "I'd rather not."
G: "Xena, this scroll says "absolutely no funny business.""
X: "Sooo, we won't laugh and we'll pretend we aren't enjoying ourselves." *tickles the back of Gabrielle's thigh with her fingertips*
G: *continues to read from scroll* "Including: no slap and tickle..."
X: "Ok, I'll leave that sensitive spot behind your knee alone." *pulls her down onto the cloud*
G: "...and no mattress dancing..."
X: "Vertical it is!" *lifts Gabrielle upright and snakes a hand underneath her robe*
G: "...and no hand jive..."
X: "No hands? No problem!" *nibbles her way from Gabrielle's head towards her toes*
G: *squeals and reads* "...and no cunnilingus..."
X: *muffled* "No dirty talk? All right, I'll try to keep it clean, but that's gonna be --"
G: *kneels in front of Xena* "No, Xena. Cunn - i - lin - gus...you know."
X: "No I don't."
G: "Muff diving?"
X: "Muff what?"
G: "Carpet munching?"
X: "Huh?"
G: "Feasting on the bearded clam?"
X: *shakes head*
G: "In search of the honeyed nub?"
X: "What are you talking about?"
G: "Bingeing at Aphrodite's all you can eat buffet of luv?"
X: *stares blankly*
G: "Your face or mine?"
X: *the meaning dawns on Xena - her eyebrow slowly arches*
G: *continues oblivious* "How many licks to the center of an Amazon-pop?"
X: *smirks* "69."
G: "I thought it was 101."
X: "Depends on the Amazon."
G: "Let's find out."
*they kiss passionately, groping and sinking into a fluffy cloud. Minutes pass and the sounds from the cloud grow louder and more urgent. St. Peter returns, stops dead in his tracks, and then shouts and wildly waves his hands*
SP: "Stop! Stop this instant! Come out now with your hands up!"
X: *head pops out of the cloud, hair mussed* "Go away, we're busy right now."
SP: "But the rules! Haven't you read the rules?"
G: *head emerges from the cloud* "Well, we started to and then..." *smiles and blushes a deep shade of red*
SP: *picks up scroll and jabs finger on first rule* "Absolutely, positively no hanky panky in heaven!"
X: "Well, if we can't 'surrender the pink' what can we do? Drink?"
SP: "Alcohol, no. Water, yes."
G: "Eat?"
SP: "Only fruits, vegetables and lots of fiber."
X: "Kick butt?"
SP: "Against the rules."
G: "That doesn't leave a lot of options."
SP: "Well, you can fly around, sit on the fluffy clouds, or you can play the lyre."
X: "That's it?" *St. Peter nods; Xena sighs and grabs a lyre from St. Peter* "Fine." *starts plucking and sings* "Ev'rybody needs a bosom for a pillow --"
SP: "Whoa!"
X: *begins new tune* "Welllll, listen to m' story 'bout Gabrielle, cute little gal that's looking really swell, perfect hair, such a lovely lass, nice round breasts and a firm young --"
G: "Xena!"
X: *pauses and begins again* "I like big butts and I cannot lie --"
SP: "Hey, hey keep it clean!"
X: "I don't want anybody else, when I think about you I touch myself --"
SP: "Don't go there!"
X: "Tiptoe through my tulips --"
SP: *yanks the lyre away from Xena* "No more lyre playing for you. Listen, if you two can't behave yourselves, I'm gonna have to put you both in purgatory until I straighten this mess out."
X: "You aren't putting us any--" *Gabrielle clamps a hand over Xena's mouth*
G: "That won't be necessary. I'm sure I can keep Xena's idle hands busy and out of my, uh, out of trouble."
SP: *skeptical* "How?"
G: *whispers in St. Peter ear; he nods approval, gives a warning glance to Xena and disappears*
X: "So what did you promise to do, tie me up?" *winks*
G: "You wish. I told him we would spend our time drawing."
X: "Gabrielle, I don't like drawing. I don't know whose activities are more harebrained -- his or yours." *scowls*
G: *whispers* "Picture it: you...me...Mendhi...your bare back...my firm belly..."
X: "When do we start?"
DISCLAIMER
Xena and Gabrielle were killed during the production of this motion picture.
TAUNT ME, TEASE ME, NEXT WEEK'S EP
Yikes! It's fast forward into the future with Salmoneus (or is that the Unabomber?), Ares, Joxer, er, or maybe it's Xena trapped in Joxer's body, Meg, and a HippyChick that looks suspiciously like Gabrielle. Oye, me so confused!
Laura a.k.a. LaLa