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Previously on Bomb Girls: Betty got beat up, Gladys got into the spy game, and Ivan got into Kate. Metaphorically.

Gladys, Vera, and Betty cluster around the front gates of VicMu, reading a newspaper editorial that basically calls the generals in charge of Dieppe a bunch of pantsless dumbasses who screwed up the raid and got three thousand soldiers dead. It’s not wrong.  Vera’s more interested in pointing out an ad for an all-sign singing revue to Kate, who perks up at the idea. Ivan isn’t impressed though, and deadpans “so?” “So Kate’s a singer,” Vera explains patiently, looking like she’s resisting the urge to sock him in the eye. Ivan loudly declares that Kate shouldn’t be up onstage with those SHAMELESS HUSSIES, and a new person breaks in: “He’s cute, honey, but I wouldn’t let him tell you what to do.” Continue reading →

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Previously on Bomb Girls: Betty got a girlfriend, Gladys lost a fiance, and Lorna’s daughter Sheila got a job at the hospital.

Warning: this episode contains a fairly graphic scene of gay-bashing.

It’s girl’s night out at the Jewel Box, and Betty’s dragged Gladys out onto the dance floor to . . . hand jive? I think they’re hand jiving.

Kate’s going to be mad when they win the dance competition without her.

Gladys doesn’t feel too much like dancing, so she begs off to go sit at the bar, and Betty drags Teresa onto the dance floor with her. They get a bit handsy, and Teresa warns Betty that they’re in public, but Betty ain’t care. Meanwhile, Gladys and Kate commiserate over being sad and dateless- Ivan’s working extra shifts at the factory.  A looker at the bar orders a champagne cocktail for Gladys, but she doesn’t feel like drinking, so she passes the glass off to Kate and heads off to the ladies’ room to keep moping. Continue reading →

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Previously on Bomb Girls: Gene is on a downward PTSD spiral, Betty kissed Kate way back at the end of season one and no one ever spoke of it afterwards, and James is still in England.

Guys, I’m going to be upfront with you: I love this show. When it’s good, it’s fantastic, and that’s why I started recapping it. When I criticize it, it’s not because I enjoy blowing holes in it: it’s because I want it to be good, and I know that the creative team is capable of that. But this season, they’ve made choices that I don’t understand or, honestly, enjoy, and I can’t sweep that under the rug for the sake of enjoyment, because I’m not enjoying it. I love this show. That’s why I’m critical of it.

Okay? Okay.

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Previously on Bomb Girls: Marco’s dad is interned, Vera is kinda sorta hooking, and Gene put his creepy gross hey-I-just-met-you-and-this-is-crazy-you-have-a-fiance-but-fuck-me-maybe moves on Gladys. Unfortunately, he’s still around this week, so ready your rotten fruit everybody.

A bus rolls up to VicMu carrying fresh worker meat from the Maritimes, because the factory is losing productivity, so the answer is clearly hiring new workers who will need to be trained. Betty, rolling up in Gladys’s car, isn’t terrible impressed.

Kate, meanwhile, attempts to swallow her own mouth.

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I can’t.

Previously on Bomb Girls: Lorna’s still carrying little Baby Mario, Gladys had a spat with her parents (again) and Betty and Kate committed some involuntary manslaughter. You know, like you do. Continue reading →

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