This week’s show opens on a black screen, where plain white text informs you that the episode you are about to see was filmed in Sri Lanka before the December 26 tsunami. And there’s not much to say about that except that making the world a little smaller and more familiar is always a good thing, even when it’s a sad thing.
That blackscreen announcement was nicely done, and added a much needed grace note to the proceedings.
Yes, it’s another recap by Miss Alli – and this week, don’t miss the Amazing Monkey Edit! Sadly, it’s bye-bye Bolo and Lori, who didn’t do so well in Adidas Abeeba, and totally racked themselves in Shrieka Lacka.
If you’d like more Worldwide Words Pronunciation Fun with Bolo, those loveable wacky ATC guys at TARflies have written it all out in actual rhyming poetry.
And then the mini-recaplet for last night’s episode:
We’re off to China, where this week’s episode discovers its several themes. First, Rebecca loves to call El Hornio “honey” when she knows it’s going to annoy him, but not at any other times. Second, Kris and Jon have worse cab driver luck than anyone since Esquire, and that is no joke. Third, Freddy and Kendra are still pretty mad about that Yield, and they’re determined to make it up to Hornio, which they do — contrary to what I said in last week’s recap, because I am a goof. Anyway, there’s a mad rush to the finish between a Yielded and sucking Hornio and a cab-screwed Kris and Jon, and even though Kris and Jon almost get squashed by a taxi AND a bus, they do manage to land on the mat third, and Hornio finishes last. But like last season, they’ve elected to take four teams into the two-hour finale, so this is a non-elimination situation. Sigh. The one leg that doesn’t include ten instances of stupid, producer-forced bunching, and of course, it’s completely meaningless, because they’ll get fully bunched at the beginning of the finale. Speaking of which…the odds are three out of four that a team with at least one person I find completely objectionable is going to win. Yuck.
That would be “any team but Kris and Jon.” I know, I know. 🙄
You know, if Adam and Rebecca manage to survive the next leg and on into the final threee, I will just… be ill. Because far better teams than theirs have been sent to Sequesterville. And if Kris and Jon… gack, I’m horrified at the prospect that they might yet suffer the Fourth Place Curse, reserved for beloved, skilled and popular teams who done got passed up by far less deserving scumsuckers competitors.
