Part of Five:
Show of Hideous Evil
by Michael Summers
This web-site is usually concerned with the
worlds of science-fiction, and some of you may wonder why we're delving
into the realm of what might be called non-genre t.v. But I maintain
that Party of Five takes place in a world as strange and bizarre and
as removed from reality as anything shown on the X-Files. In fact,
it might make a good crossover episode: Mulder and Scully find themselves
in a place that on the surface resembles our own world; further investigation
reveals that in this alternate reality, everyone uses the same speech
mannerisms, everyone talks constantly about their emotions without
really saying anything interesting, and everyone shops at a J. Crew
outlet store. . .
The Alpha Beings in this fantastic world
are the pretentiously named Salinger family, a coven of affected
mannerisms that in its own way is as spine chilling as the Adams
Family. Underneath their unassuming demeanor, their earth tones,
their wanting to be closer to free, the Salingers are creepy and
kooky, all together ooky. There's Charly, a masochist whose unassuming
appearance barely conceals a smug self-love for his own martyrdom.
Julia, whose single-minded determination to further her own interests
by any means necessary rivals that of Ernst Goldfinger; Bailey,
a hen-pecked drunk, unable to enjoy his wealth because of his nagging,
insecure girlfriend; and Claudia, possessed of the most irritating
voice in popular culture. And lately there's Owen, who takes the
egotism that is the prerogative of all young children to breath-taking
extremes. In Owen, the legacy of his brothers and sisters has come
to its inevitable, horrifying fruition. He is a black hole of neediness
and emotional demands, the whining prince of all that is anti-fun,
a creeping infection that devours all joy it comes in contact with.
Two things unite these characters and bind
them together as a family. The first is that the Salingers are all
irrepressible, compulsive drips. Let one of them have a problem,
and they have to share it with everyone else; let one of them have
a little fun, and another one of the hive starts crying that "they've
changed." Misery loves company, and the Salingers prove that the
family that whines together, stays together. The second is that
no matter what problem they encounter, their stress level never
seems to rise above that of an earnest college student cramming
for midterms. "Oh, man, I've got a five page term paper to finish.
I can't deal." "Oh, man, Charly knocked up a stripper. I can't deal"
I could go on, pointing out how the dramatic
pause has not been so overused on television since the days of Captain
Kirk. Or how in the latest season, the (ahem) "blossoming" of Claudia
and the emergence of Oxy 10 sex symbol Jennifer Love-Hewitt as a
major player have turned the show into Bare Midriff/Wonderbra Theater.
. . But instead, I'll suggest an alternate "Party of Five," the
show I would like to see, and the characters as I would like to
see them. Bailey's appetite for the booze leads him into a never-ending
loop of pressure, binge, regret, recovery, and then pressure again.
In his drive to show up his brother, Bailey turns everything he
touches into mud, his string of failed enterprises only forcing
him further into the oblivion of the bottle. . .
Meanwhile, Julia's self-obsession and compulsion
to dominate and control every relationship in her life eventually
turns her into a raging sociopath, her actions many times verging
on the criminal and dangerous, a chain of betrayals and shattered
lives lying piteously in her wake. Her last act of destruction is,
of course, herself. . . Claudia, a bundle of insecurities and grubby
adolescent sentiment, is forced to enter her teens and the world
of high school without guidance. As a result, she desperately scrambles
from trend to trend, each new guise only making her appear more
foolish, more silly, more worthy of the spite and mockery of her
peers. Her lack of social skills and need for attention consumes
all her energy, and her innate talents atrophy and wither even as
her insecurity and self-hate assume monstrous dimensions. . .
Owen, also starved for attention and furthermore
too young to understand the cruelties of life which have brought
him to his current situation, is subject to explosive and destructive
tantrums. His inexpressible rage leads him to the text book actions
of psychologically disturbed children. He throws things at small
animals and beats up his toys. His first week at kindergarten is
a relative blood bath for his peers. . .
And Charly? Charly, mature enough to understand
life's cruelties and mature enough to see he must take responsibility,
is nevertheless unprepared for the awesome task ahead of him. Owen
is always around, and as a child needs constant care on an almost
hourly basis. Faced with the remaining Salingers a sociopath,
a drunk, and an eating-disorder waiting to happen Charly
finds solace in food. He eats. And eats. And eats. After breakfasting
on two bowls of Frosted Flakes, he takes Owen to school and stops
afterwards for a cup of coffee. . . and a half-dozen doughnuts.
Eating a dinner of two Big Macs, an extra-large fry and a vanilla
shake, he then finishes the remains of Owen's Kid's Meal, while
his little brother is in the parking lot, chasing chipmunks with
a wooden board he found in the garbage bin. . .
In the world
of "Party of Five," everyone can hear you whine. 6/21/1999
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