It’s a good thing everyone’s so hellbent on recapping themselves, because there was a LOT of Ray-plot to get through tonight. Ray Donovan is absolutely not “show, don’t tell” kind of television, and in a sea of people who can’t help but express exactly what they’re feeling, seeing, and doing at every turn, Bunchy is perhaps the most “let’s talk about this” of them all. He’s arguably the heart of the show and, helpfully, its own in-house recapper too! About fifteen minutes in, Bunchy all but recounts the events so far, to such great effect that they might as well have opened the episode there.
Hell yes! Two Irish-American Brothers and a baby! This is the show I want.īunchy’s integration into the main Donovan household goes smoothly. Bunchy tells him Theresa’s gone, and asks to stay for a while. Thankfully, Ray’s reunion with Belikov is delayed slightly by Bunchy’s arrival, baby in tow. I’ve never been anything but bored by this broad-strokes “Evil Russian Mobsters” characters, and nothing this episode changed my mind. In a show that appeals nonstop to the male id, Conor is the freaking mascot.ĭownstairs, set to the soundtrack of gunfire and his son banging himself, Ray takes a cryptic phone call where he’s told, in no uncertain terms, to start playing ball with the Russians again. Continuing on from last week, in which he stole one of his dad’s guns (yo, Ray, keep track of your guns! You’re a professional!), he’s now flexing and Taxi Driver-ing in the mirror and watching… a 1980s softcore guns music video? It’s all a little on the nose, never more so than when a woman in the video takes her shirt off and Conor starts whacking it without a moment’s hesitation. Speaking of: Conor’s descend into delinquent teen-ism is going roughly how you’d expect. If last episode’s word of the week was “piss jar” (or “pissjar” if you’re going to be all prescriptivist about it) then this week’s might just be “masturbation”.
Watkins, Jesse Williams, Sarah Pia Anderson, Scott Brazil, John David Coles, Michael Dinner, Lesli Linka Glatter, Darnell Martin, Tricia Brock, Dan Lerner, David Paymer, Tamra Davis, Bethany Rooney, Joanna Kerns, Arlene Sanford, John Terlesky, Daniel Attias, Robert Berlinger, Rob Bailey, Donna Deitch, Laura Innes, Jesse Bochco, Paul McCrane, Thomas J.We begin proceedings in typically austere Ray Donovan fashion: a trafficked Russian woman watching a security guard jerk off in the middle of a big warehouse. Mosli, Ellen Pompeo, Nzingha Stewart, Sydney Freeland, Michael W. Directed by: Rob Corn, Kevin McKidd, Debbie Allen, Chandra Wilson, Jeannot Szwarc, Tony Phelan, Nicole Rubio, Tom Verica, Bill D'Elia, Mark Jackson, Peter Horton, Allison Liddi-Brown, Jeff Melman, Jessica Yu, Edward Ornelas, Stephen Cragg, Daniel Minahan, Julie Anne Robinson, James Frawley, Michael Pressman, Ron Underwood, Geary McLeod, Adam Davidson, Wendey Stanzler, Randy Zisk, Michael Grossman, Steve Robin, Chris Hayden, Mark Tinker, Susan Vaill, David Greenspan, Rob Greenlea, Bobby Roth, Zetna Fuentes, Kevin Rodney Sullivan, Tony Goldwyn, Adam Arkin, Seith Mann, Christopher Misiano, Greg Yaitanes, Eric Stoltz, Rob Hardy, Cherie Nowlan, Eric Laneuville, Jann Turner, Cecilie A.