Veronica Mars Throwdown

Posted by Maggie February 9th, 2006 at 09:30pm In Veronica Mars

“We marked your words before, and they formed, like, this totally false accusation.”

First I’d just like to point out how cute it is that Veronica is still a member of the Future Business Leaders of America. She’s the group’s token poor chick, and I was under the impression she only joined in the first place to spend time with her super-rich boyfriend. I know that if I had to pretend to break up with my boyfriend so I could help smuggle him and his newborn child (from his ex-girlfriend who had recently been in a coma and then died) into Mexico, I certainly wouldn’t feel the need to keep going to his after-school activities. But maybe she’s doing it for her resume. College application time… has come and gone without a word on this show. Well, we will just have to assume that she has applied, and for some reason will surely choose to go to a school ten minutes from home with all her old classmates.

It’s a frustrating part of television that, like in life, high school only lasts so long. Not that I am saying high school should have been any longer. God no. Just that in so many shows (Saved By the Bell, 90210, etc.), the safety and comfort of high school must soon (or eventually) be abandoned for the chaos and confusion of life afterwards, and more likely than not the whole reason you’re watching to begin with is to re-imagine your high school years as something better. You totally could’ve hung out with Rayanne and made out with Jordan Catalano, or gone to prep school and dated Dean, or run away to go sailing up the coast, or, in Veronica’s case, solved crimes and always had the perfect comeback. Frankly, I’m more sad about Veronica’s impending graduation than I was about my own. Who is Veronica without an ultra-stratified class system, authority breathing down her neck, and super-competitive mean people foiling her at every turn?

Two (two and half, really) more things about this week’s episode.

1. Mac and Beaver (I’m sorry, Cassidy) are a couple. I think this is sweet, sort of. Okay, I’ll admit it — I love them both separately (Beaver’s sad and angry glower, Mac’s sweet nerdiness), but you know how some couples just make your skin crawl? Eesh. It’s like fingernails on a blackboard.
2. What’s up with the Animal House paddle with license plate numbers? And what did Beaver mean by “Remember Sally?” “Remember Sally?” No, I don’t, Beav. Why don’t you explain it to me? Please stop holding hands with Mac. Thanks. And could you maybe step away from her? And not make eye contact? Please? That’s better.

Okay, that’s too close again.