I’ve got some good news and some bad news. The good news, at least for me, is that I’m currently on the first real vacation of my adult life, and I didn’t even have to bring my laptop.


Foxtail. Do you remember “Foxtail” being mentioned on any previous episode of Scandal? I do not, but that doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. The shady B-613 project was eventually revealed, but we’ll have to wait until next week to see if it comes to fruition.


You guys, I’m ready to make a somewhat surprising declaration: Last night’s episode of Scandal was good. Not “good for this season,” or “good relative to all the bad episodes lately,” but legitimately, objectively good. The stuff going on felt exciting and like we were continuing to move through the plot, and even though last week’s episode had a pretty significant red herring, this week didn’t slow down when it reversed course.


Last night was not a great episode of Scandal, but it was a solidly entertaining one that felt like it was advancing the plot lines that have been stalled since at least last season. AND THEN, A TWIST.


I believe in the ability of Scandal to become compelling once again before the end of the season, but last night was very decidedly not when that change happened.


Let’s cut right to the chase. Last night’s episode of Scandal was not my favorite of all time, but it was necessary, and now it is over and we can all move on to whatever logic-defying, addictively watchable way we’re going to end this season.


I’m not an effusive person, by and large, but occasionally, Scandal manages to pull off something that makes me shout four-letter words out loud, in my apartment, to no one in particular. Last night, when it seemed like the story had largely concluded, there was one last not-so-metaphorical twist of the knife that had me talking to my house plants.


It’s been two weeks since we had a plot-centric episode of Scandal, and honestly, I needed the break. I can only take so much Fitz-Olivia intrigue before I have to sit in silence with a Diet Coke for a while to quell my irritation with Fitz’s entire existence, and it’s nice to go two weeks without the necessity of anti-murderous meditation.


Last night’s episode of Scandal was widely promoted as the most powerful episode of the season, and Olivia and the gang definitely delivered on that promise in a big departure from the international intrigue to which we’ve become accustomed.


Before we start, I have a very sincere question: Why doesn’t Olivia live in a doorman building? Those are certainly not a unique-to-New York phenomena, and Liv can clearly afford the kind of accommodations that would include a staff that looks the other way; lord knows there must be plenty of buildings in DC that specialize in that.