In one episode, right after Rufus finally broke up with her slut of a wife Alison on Christmas day, no less, he called Lily while standing outside the courtyard of the Hotel(!) where the latter lived (while the snow was falling hard and the former was without a jacket) just to tell her he misses her. Is it true that a person's first great love never really dies? Who knows these things anyway? It's like asking why is sea water salty. Peculiar, however, is that even after more than seventeen (17) years, it is apparent that they still have some feeliings for each other. Perhps due to the shortcomings of their youth, what love they had failed to hold together their relationship. To my eyes, their relationship could have worked though, if only Rufus had more balls and Lily wasn't too much of a damsel. Rufus is from a working class family, and Lily, is a Van der Woodsen-the kind of family whose children never have to manually toil to earn their daily bread, as their ancestors had secured their futures a long time ago.
It is not clear on exactly how they broke up but it is pristine that the root was the immense gap between their families' fortunes vis-a-vis the lack thereof. Nevertheles, fate is always never that kind. While not actually portrayed or acted out in the series, Rufus in his youth got to know young Lily an fell in love like star crossed lovers not unlike Romeo and whatsherface. They are all, however "Upper Eastsiders." BTW, how old is DL today? A hundred and twelve? Anyway, The Humphreys live in Brooklyn while Van der Woodsens and the Waldorfs are from Uptown Manhattan. To me, NYC is the City of all Cities, and someday, I hope to visit and it and be a part of the audience for the Late Show if David Letterman is still alive or haven't retired.
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Now I don't really care too much about the main corny-ass teenybopper story, as I find it a cross between 90210 and Sex in the City, but strange as it may be, I have a long standing fascination in the City of New York and through the years, have developed a certain propensity of watching movies and TV shows set in the Big Apple. So the plot, while somewhat unlikely, is still plausible if you stretch your imagination a little bit. Well, you know the rich, they tend to actually buy all those stuff which ordinary people like you and me would just be satisfied by admiring them in museums and public art galleries. He must sell a whole damn lot of those abstracts and hideous wrought-iron sculptures at his gallery. He sends his son Dan and daughter Jenny to a geared-towards-Ivy League High School in Manhattan attended by kids coming from America's richest and most famous families, such as the Waldorfs, the Archibalds, the Richashell, the Whatelsehaveyous. I have seen a fender Stratocaster, a Gibson Les Paul and a really cool, worn cherry Gibson ES135 which he actually played in gig in one of the episodes in season 1. Rufus is a NYC small gallery owner by day and a songwriter/guitarist on the weekends. Finally, Rufus is the first great love of Lily Van der Woodsen, mother of Serena who had already married four times after she and Rufus broke up sometime in the early Eighties.
"Little J." Rufus is also the estranged husband of Alison, who is now living in Hudson, presumably getting fucked daily by his neighbor whom she met when she ran away from home under the pretense of moving out of the family environment in order to further cultivate her art as she is a painter. Rufus is the father of Dan-who dated the lead, Serena Van der Woodsen-and Jenny, a.k.a. Now this peice is not going to be review on Gg-just watch the show and decide for yourselves as to whether or not the same is any good-but rather an in depth look into two of the peripheral characters in the persons of Rufus Humphrey and Lily Van der Woodsen.
Unlike them, however, I still have to stop watching. This last weekend, my lovely wife and my brother-in-law were watching a Gg DVD and I watched along. JZ in my book happens to be the Queen of all Cultural Snobs and she gave Gg (for brevity) a sort of a positive review in a major broadsheet. Further, I had an educated hunch the show was going to be good since Ms. But when by happenstance I came across Jessica Zafra's review of "Gossip girl," I knew I must get around seeing it sometime. I survived life so far without ever seeing a single episode of "Grey's Anatomy" despite its infamy. That was the first time I watched sequential "Gossip girl" episodes.
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