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What's the meaning of life? What's
really important? What will our legacy be beyond what we do for a
living, or is work our entire legacy? Mad Men has
been asking these questions (along with many others) in one way or
another for the past seven seasons. And for the past seven seasons,
the man at the center of all this ennui, has, for the most part, been
trying avoid answering them for himself, instead finding temporary
comfort in booze, women, or his work, which in part involves
distracting people from the aforementioned big questions long enough
so they'll buy something.
“The
Forecast,” finds Don in a contemplative mood, and he spends much of
its hour trying to suss out whether he's the only one thinking beyond
the next account or level of professional success. Given recent
events—learning of Rachel Katz's death, finalizing his divorce from
Megan—and the fact he's not responding to them by going on a
self-destructive tear, it makes sense Don would be in this head space
(one helped along by Roger pawning off writing a big speech for
McCann execs on him). He's selling he and Megan's old
apartment, not even bothering to replace the furniture Marie had
hauled off and arguing with the Realtor over how to best sell the
place.
Being that they're both in the business
of selling, and that Don can be pretty damn stubborn, it's not
surprising he has his own suggestions about how she handle potential
buyers. But while Don pushes her to sell fantasy—the previous owner
made a million dollars and left in a hurry to live in a castle is one
gem—she punctures it with the dreary facts.
“It looks like a sad person lives
here,” she says. “It's a $85,000 fixer upper.” Don typically
buries himself in work when his personal life falls to pieces, but
with the security provided by the McCann deal, things at the office
no longer carry the undercurrent of do or die they once did.
Don says as much while talking shop
with Ted, before attempting to change the topic to the future. But
Ted's biggest desire at the moment is landing a pharmaceutical
account. The conversation goes the same with Peggy, whose sights are
all set on professional success—becoming the first female creative
director, creating a catchphrase and making something of lasting
value. Don asks if that's all, subtly pushing her to confront the
other things they both know she desires—a husband and
children—which makes her bristle.
“I thought this was about my job, not
the meaning of life,” Peggy says, and Don being Don (i.e. his own
current obsession blinkering him to others' feelings), puts his foot
in his mouth when he doesn't pick up on the shift in her tone and
body language, and says those two things are not separate.
“Why don't you write a list of your
dreams. So I can dump all over them,” she says before walking out.
His interactions with Johnny Mathis—the
fictional SC&P employee, not the singer—don't go much better.
Mathis goes to Don to ask him to come to a meeting for he drops an
F-bomb in front of their peanut butter cookie client. Don refuses,
instead offering advice on how to smooth things over with a story
about how he embarrassed himself early in his career at a Lucky
Strike meeting. Mathis thanks him and leaves, and is it just me, or
does it dawn (no pun intended) on you in that very moment just how
far Don is removed from the day in, day out artwork-pitching-meeting
cycle of SC&P? Lest Matt Weiner has more tricks up his sleeve,
the disastrous Hershey's pitch could've been Don's swan song.
Anyway, Mathis tries to make Don's joke
at the meeting, and it bombs, getting him pushed off the business. He
confronts Don, blaming him and saying he should have just apologized;
Don retorts he should have been better at apologizing, with Mathis
countering a guy who looks like Don Draper never has to apologize. A
valid point, one we've seen Pete Campbell make in one way or another
lo these many years; it's true much of Don's abhorrent behavior has
been more readily forgivable, than say, Harry Crane's, because his of
looks and charisma. But Mathis is barely on Don's level creatively in
his current state, let alone the genius we met back in 1960, and the
fact he used Don's joke apology instead creating his own is telling.
Lee Garner Jr.'s huge crush on Don notwithstanding (which Roger and
Mathis cite as the real reason Don's line went over so well), what
Mathis realizes too late is trying to be someone else rarely works.
You have to accept the truth about yourself in order to succeed,
whether professionally or personally.
It's a lesson Joan had to learn. She's
in California to help out at SC&P's Los Angeles office, where
Lou's been exiled/transferred. A case of mistaken identity leads to
a date with Richard Burghoff, a real estate developer. She takes him
back to the hotel afterwards for a good roll in the sheets, but puts
off his offer of extending her stay and driving to Malibu. During the
pillow talk, Richard reveals he's divorced.
“I built somethings, I built a lot of
things. But I put off a lot of things. Now I'm free as a bird,”
Richard says of his 22-year marriage. Joan obviously wishes she had
the freedom she once wielded back in her steno pool queen bee days,
and is anxious for Richard to see her as a single career woman with
no baggage. It's probaly why she drops revelations about herself in
increments. When Richard pops up in New York, they go on another
date, during which she tells him about Kevin. He puts on a happy face
about it initially, but his real feelings eventually come out;
Richard tells her he's done with that part of his life, and
disappointed, she leaves.
“You're ruining my life,” she says
to the babysitter Maureen the next morning, a none-too-subtle comment
on the ways being a mother is hampering her romantic prospects, since
Maureen is holding Kevin when she says it. Richard brings flowers to
the office as an apology, and Joan gives the whole truth—that she's
living with her mother and twice divorced—and he responds
positively, saying he's buying a place in New York and wants her to
visit. Hope springs eternal.
Glenn Bishop re-enters the show via a
surprise visit to the Francis residence. He still gushes at the sight
of Betty, responds in kind and turns flirtatious, an exchange Sally
picks up on. Glenn reveals he joined the Army, which angers Sally but
earns him respect from Betty. However, like Joan's reluctance to cop
to her single motherhood, Glenn hangs his reasons for joining the
military on a noble idea--citing the disproportionate number of black
kids being sent off to Vietnam compared to white suburbanites like
himself—so he can be viewed in a certain way, as a hero rather than
the college dropout he really is.
Sally has endure watching her other
parent work his seductive magic when Don has dinner with she and her
friends before they depart for a cross-country field trip. Sally
squirms as Don turn on the charm when one of her friends starts
flirting big time; the whole thing carries a extra layer of
awkwardness when you consider she's seen the end result of her
father's Lothario routine. She calls him on it later, sniping that
like Betty, he “oozes” whenever someone shows an interest in
them, and vows to become a different person. Don however, lays out a
harsh truth: that Sally is like he and Betty, and she'll realize it
sooner or later.
“You're a very beautiful girl. It's
up to you to be more than that,” he tells her before she boards the
bus. Later, he arrives home to find his apartment has sold for the
asking price.
“Now we just have to find a place for
you,” the Realtor tells him. And with that she closes the door on
his old place, leaving him standing in the hallway alone as Roberta
Flack's “The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face,” cues ups.
So what's the forecast? Not even Don
seems to know the answer.
Other Thoughts:
--According to Roger (who really should
hire a ghost writer and put out a second edition of Sterling's
Gold), Lee Garner Jr.
would require Don to be at every Lucky Strike meeting, and fantasized
about jerking him off. I could totally believe
that.
--The
secretary in Los Angeles says Lou's working on some big—a meeting
with Hanna-Barbara—which really sounds like he's taking company
time to push his decades-old cartoon ambitions.
--Pete and Peggy spend the episode
doing battle over the peanut butter cookie account, and it's worth it
just to here Peggy snap at him “You can't fire my men!” when a
meeting goes south.
--Meredith:
“He's very busy.”
--Peggy: “Stay out of this.” My my, Ms. Olsen, have we forgotten our roots?
--Peggy: “Stay out of this.” My my, Ms. Olsen, have we forgotten our roots?
--Betty
on Sally's anti-war stance: “Don't listen to Jane Fonda over here.”
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