As the great songstress Natalie Imbruglia once said, “Illusion never changed into something real.” Words to live by, if this week’s episode of Revenge -- the aptly titled “Illusion” -- is any indication. Indeed, if their was any lesson to be gleaned from last night, it’s that an illusion can never stand in for the real thing. Faux-manda can’t be real Amanda, for Mason or for Jack; Victoria can’t be happy with Conrad; and Daniel can’t replace Emily with Ashley. But above all, it’s Emily who won’t be able to keep her various illusions for long. Her house of cards is falling down around her. To the recap!
Wow, that wedding came along quickly, huh? Only the Graysons could possibly organize a wedding, however casual the affair (for Hamptons’ royalty, that is), in about a week. Instead of a good ol’ flashback or flashforward, “Illusion” opens on Victoria Grayson prepping and primping for her re-wedding to Conrad. Elsewhere -- at Grayson Global, it seemed -- Daniel and Conrad are being fitted for tuxes when Aiden interrupts them. On seeing the formal attire, Aiden asks, “Are condolences or congratulations in order?” “Both,” replies Daniel. A Grayson wedding apparently occupies that “It’s complicated” relationship status on Facebook. Anyways, Conrad books it, leaving Aiden and Daniel to chat about their nefarious plans for Grayson Global and Nolcorp while I lament the amount of clothing Aiden is wearing. Is it just me or does he always look uncomfortable in those tightly buttoned suits? Lose the tie, Aiden! Show some chest.
Emily is coaching Amanda on how to deal with Mason. They’ve rustled up some faux paperwork saying that Amanda had her scar removed after she left juvie. It’s a bit flimsy, but Emily plans to throw Mason a bigger bone to distract him. Dum, dum, dummm.
Okay, the Graysons seriously need to institute some better security. Last week, Mason weaseled his way into the house; this week, Kara’s just prowling about Victoria’s bedroom like she owns the place. Put down the perfume this instant, Kara Clarke! Victoria’s supposed to be getting ready for her big day, but instead she’s staring forlornly at an old picture of David. Kara interrupts her to ask about Gordon Murphy again and we’re treated to a terrifying flashback. Was anybody else vaguely disturbed by watching Gordon stroke Kara with a sunflower? I think it was supposed to be sweet, but it gave me the heebie jeebies. He’s an assassin, for crying out loud! I don’t want to see him romancing someone.
NEXT: Mason is thrown a red herring, or rather, a gray one.