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Saturday, December 26, 2020

Schitt’s Creek: Character Development becomes the Paddle that Propels the Series

 

Psychology of Schitt’s Creek, Psychology, Psychology of Sitcoms, Psychoanalysis, Schitt’s Creek review, binge watching

 


The thinly veiled scatological double entendre of this sitcom turned me off.  So did the characters as I dropped in on the Reluctant Wife watching it.  I found them abrasive, full of themselves, and generally unlovable.  Of course these are the characteristics of the characters at the heart of Seinfeld, perhaps my favorite sitcom of all time, but these were more so – and the small town setting seemed just a bit too campy – not unlike the mockumentaries that the leads in the series, Eugene Levy and Catherine O’Hara, have played in.  But the Reluctant Wife stuck with watching it, and over time I was taken with it enough that I starting watching it more and more in earnest.  And, when she had finished the run, I proposed that we start over from the beginning and she agreed.  Sheltering at home has been difficult, and having an absurd universe to visit was quite pleasant – but, and this may sound strange, there was something happening here that was novel and interesting.  Instead of the characters staying stuck throughout the course of the series, they grew – and on re-watching, it was possible to track this.

The plot of this show is relatively straightforward.  The Rose Family, headed by Johnny Rose (Eugene Levy), who made a fortune with the Rose Video chain, and his wife Moira (O’Hara), a pretentious former Soap Opera actress, lose their fortune when their unscrupulous but trusted business manager absconds with their funds after failing to pay their taxes.  Their only remaining asset is a town that Johnny bought as a gag gift for his son David (Dan Levy).   Stripped of their funds, Father, Mother, Son and Daughter Alexis (Annie Murphy) retreat up Schitt’s Creek.  “Ownership” of the town entitles them, apparently, to two rooms in a rundown Motel from which they have adventures every week.  So, rather than talk about the plot of the 80 shows in the series (good thing we were able to binge watch when we were too brain dead to do anything else), I will talk about the characters and how they developed across our months with them.  Each character had one (or more) foil in the small town.

Roland and Johnny


Johnny Rose is the patriarch of the clan.  Sincere, and, like most of us who have some success, convinced that his success is due to his hard work and integrity of character, he is indefatigably optimistic while battling his sense of bewilderment that his world has crashed.  Further, he has to face the ignominy of living without the adulation of other self-made men and the creature comforts that his success afforded him.  It is also forcing him to spend time with his children who, previously, were simply required ornaments of a successful man’s life – tended to by nannies in a far-off wing of the house while he loved them from afar.  Actually being in touch with them allows him to discover them – and his capacities as a father. 

He is mirrored by Roland Schitt (Chris Elliot), the blow hard mayor of Schitt’s Creek and, obviously, the titular namesake of the town – one his grand or great grandparents founded it and Roland is, then, as attached to the (very local) fame that his name has brought him as Johnny is to the broader recognition of the Rose name.  Roland came up with the idea of selling the town as a kind of con to bring income to a place that has no natural source of revenue.  This is not spelled out in any way, but I think that Roland honors his false promise by providing lodging (though neither he, nor anyone else, seems to pay for it).  Thus he, like Johnny, is sincere and more or less honest, but unlike Johnny, he has never seen his actions lead to anything of consequence and he is incredibly lazy, relying on his wife (to be introduced in a moment) to carry the day for him socially and at home while he mooches off of others in his “professional” life.

In the first season, Roland and Johnny bond over the vagaries of being parents to kids whom they do not understand – when Johnny becomes drunk he acknowledges that having a son who is attracted to people of all genders is confusing – despite his tangible support of that son and his sexual identity.  Despite their moments of bonding, Johnny is disdainful of Roland.  The shift in their relationship, and the beginning of the shift in Johnny’s character occurs at the end of season one when he gets caught in making a lie to avoid having dinner with the Schitts and ends up having to share a meal with them and a couple from his former life that they all end up at the “high class” restaurant in the nearby town.  After watching Roland make gaffe after gaffe at the meal where the guests are making fun of the rural ways and ridiculous local names, including of course, Schitt’s creek, we are surprised to hear Johnny defend the Schitts as true friends, unlike the high class mucky mucks who have never called after his debacle but pretend comradery with him at this chance meeting.

Johnny’s shift into not just accepting, but embracing his fate will, of course, ultimately become his paddle, but it also provides a keel as the rest of the family begins their slow movement from disdain and distancing to discovering their own path (to trample the metaphor) in, through and around the town.  Johnny takes to managing the Motel, and, when he figures out that this is what he is to do, he does it with gusto.  And when Johnny needs support at a critical moment in re-entering the entrepreneurial world, it is Roland who provides it – and we see that Roland is not just cowed by Johnny (which he would never acknowledge openly, though we have known it all along as he has played at being the bigger man and failed), but is both reverently related to him and every bit as deeply attached to Johnny as Johnny is to him.

Jocelyn and Moira


 Moira Rose (O’Hara) is a force of nature.  She is so assured of herself and her abilities – even though it is apparent to us and even to the people of Schitt’s Creek, whom she assumes are stunned by her every move (and her endless string of designer dresses combined with her wacky wigs is a consistent source of fascination – how did she fit so much stuff in the trunks they were allowed to pack up while the feds were stripping their place?) that she is, at best, a B list actress with B list talent, credentials, and a history of way less than impressive roles.  What is impressive is her vocabulary.  Coming from a town very much like Schitt’s creek, she has risen far above her station, even if that involved considerable money through marriage and the pinnacle of her personal achievement is in the very weird world of daytime television.

Moira’s foil is Jocelyn Schitt (Jenn Robertson).  Jocelyn is as plain, simple and grounded as Moira is flighty and self-involved.  Jocelyn is as deluded about some of her husband’s attributes (e.g. his sexiness) as Moira is about herself.  But both women are also able to realistically appraise those same objects – Jocelyn feels the Schitt family traditions are stupid, and Moira, for all of her self-involvement, is tolerable because she is also acutely and accurately self-aware.  She knows that she has been a terrible mother – overinvolved with her son and incredibly disconnected from her daughter – Moira has lived for whatever glory she can get as Johnny Rose’s wife and a B list actress/celebrity.  And as grating as her self-involvement is (mirrored in a reversed image by the sometimes sickly sweet and cloying kindness of Jocelyn), it fuels her efforts to achieve grace when there is very little of it to be had, just as Jocelyn’s emotional connections with those around her cause her to be a loved and respected leader in the community.

When Moira discovers the Jazzagals, a local singing group led by Jocelyn, she is shocked to discover that she is required to audition to become a member.  Before her audition, she is able to see a rehearsal – and has to follow an act that a competent musician would have trouble doing.  Not surprisingly she falters.  Though she is accepted into the group, where she continues to put on airs, she is knocked down several thousand pegs.  Rather than let this show, she continues to steam ahead as if she were the prima donna – and when she is offered a part in a terrible Croatian movie with a director who is uninvested in the movie (at best), she rallies him and the movie – and uses this little bit of nothing as leverage to push her daughter’s career along (she begins to actually see her daughter as a person a bit – though she also tries to compete with her) and is ultimately able to use this platform she has been afforded to discover and reassert her actual value in the world of daytime television.

The most damaged characters, who are actually saved by their plunge into Schitt’s Creek, are the children.  Their foils are more complicated.  Rather than just needing one mirror, they both need two, and Alexis, the most damaged of them all, needs three (four, if you count her brother).  The parents have each other.  The kids do not have them and, though they have each other, they need to strike out on their own, and it is very hard to do this when their family isn’t a firm foundation to push against.

David and Stevie


David Rose is a winsome, lovely fellow who wears the most stylish sweaters anyone has ever seen.  Summer or winter he wears them with style and panache.  He has a long history of failed relationships.  His neurotic self-involvement and precarious self-esteem interfere with his ability to really see or connect with others around him.  His former friends and lovers were attracted by his father’s money and ultimately failed him.  He, like his mother, is always the center of attention – and yet he feels transparent when others look at him – as if they can see through his sweaters and his skin and recognize his flaws and failings and know that he is not all that he would present himself as being. 

His first foil is Stevie Budd (Emily Hampshire), the proprietor of the Motel.  She has become as hardened to the world as David is.  They have both been knocked around a lot and have learned to create themselves as arch people who are above (in David’s case) or disinterested (in Stevie’s) in those around them.  And for both of them this archness is a pretense – and a defense against the tremendous yearnings that each feels to be known and loved.  For Stevie, this tension is played out at the end of season five when she is cast, seemingly completely by mistake and against type, as Sally Bowles in Cabaret and we discover her haunting desire to be admired, but more essentially, to be loved.  Despite a brief sexual liaison including a weird sex triangle, David and Stevie learn to appreciate each other and become each other’s first and best friend.  

David finds love in the gaze of Patrick “Pat” Brewer (Noah Reid).  Pat is able to see David for who he is and to love him, not in spite but because of that.  Pat has not previously been aware that he was attracted to men.  He is as grounded as David is at sea.  They first become business partners.  They open a locally sourced general store of consignment products. Patrick minds the books and David attends to the aesthetics.  And they argue over placing products for profit or ambience.  Pat also happens to be a wonderful singer and, in an amazing scene, publicly sings of his love for David, and we see David’s archness melt out of him.

Ted, Mutt, Alexis and Twyla


Where David thinks he is transparent, Alexis Rose knows she is opaque.  Never having been an emotional object for her mother, she realizes that people often don’t see beneath the surface and so she operates without concern about their discovering who she is.  She has a history of having dated every one under the sun, beginning when she was too young to be travelling alone internationally but, since her parents weren’t paying attention, she did what she would. 

In the second season, when David is worried about having to take a driving test, Alexis reassures him that the examiner won’t be paying attention and won’t know that he has made a mistake if David doesn’t call his attention to it.  This pivotal moment immediately precedes an awkward lunch with one of David’s potential clients – a producer of goat’s milk cheese; a woman who is now dating Alexis’ ex – a veterinarian who proposed to her twice, but Alexis was to unsure of herself to recognize the value of his love.  Caught in the embarrassment of being across the table from the woman who replaced her while she still has unacknowledged feelings for her ex, she is able to leverage the relationship with her to secure the contract that David so desperately wants – choosing to use her wiles to help her brother – a much appreciated first.

Alexis’ foil is Twyla Sands (Sarah Levy – yes the last name is familiar, this is Dan Levy’s real life sister), who is the chief waitress at the local coffee shop.  Twyla is the overlooked one – jealous of Alexis’ clothing, her stylishness, and her jet set past.  Twyla, like Jocelyn in her relationship with Moira, is both star struck and accommodating – overlooking Alexis’ faults as Alexis fails to see Twyla, but relies on her.  Twyla, for her part, keeps a secret throughout the series that helps them achieve equal footing in the final season as Twyla finally is able to turn to Alexis for real help – and Alexis is able to recognize Twyla – and refuses to exploit their friendship.

Alexis’ initial love interest is Mutt Schitt (Tim Rozon), Roland Schitt’s son – who is as unlike Roland as one can be.  Competent, confident, and attuned to the world, Mutt is a back-to-the-lander who lives in a barn.  He is also attractive, which is what draws Alexis in, and she drops him when he shaves, losing the beard, which is what she loves about him.  Having established herself as shallow, Alexis next falls for Ted Mullins (Dustin Milligan) the aforementioned veterinarian. 

Ted turns out to be the love of Alexis’ young and lover filled life.  Despite her early and repeated rebuff of him, he continues to hold a torch for her.  He has always been seen as the catchiest of catches in this small town.  Where Mutt was the bad boy, Ted is as good as the day is long.  He realizes that Alexis is self-involved and careless in her affection for him, and yet he believes in her – not just as an attractive object, but as an attractive and potentially capable person.  He supports her in getting not just a High School Diploma (including in the classes she takes with Jocelyn), but a community college degree that gives her the credentials to launch herself as her mother’s publicist.

Alexis is an endearing character.  She is cute.  She trusts her ability to charm her way out of any situation.  And by the end of the series, she is able to express genuine caring and concern for her family, her friends, and to feel both closeness to and pain at the gulf between she and Ted.  All while developing, in parallel with her brother, the skills that are needed to navigate in the real world – skills that they were protected from needing to develop by their wealth.      

So Schitt’s Creek grew on me (and many other people).  I even came to feel some affection for the title.  The characters – marooned up Schitt’s Creek without a paddle - are able to figure out how to maneuver within it, and how to paddle back out of it with a semblance of grace and even a bit of charm.  More importantly, they take the sitcom to a new place – an exploration not just of static character, but of character development.

The sitcom has been a staple of American – and my – life for my entire lifetime.  The final episode, however, has usually been an anticlimax.  The final episode of Schitt’s creek famously swept every major category in the Emmy’s, eclipsing the number of awards by the previous record holder, The Marvelous Mrs. Mazel.  Like Mrs. Mazel, this should perhaps be classified as a sitdramcom.  And the final episode seemed like a fitting end and wrap up – it was very satisfying.

M*A*S*H, the longstanding dramatic sitcom that introduced the idea of telling two stories instead of one in each episode, and that was a commentary on our involvement in endless wars, was an endless piece of entertainment.  It introduced ideas and new characters, but the characters were static – they deepened as the writers and actors got to know the characters better, but they did not grow and change as a result of their experiences in the sitcom, so the last episode was sad, as we said good-bye to the characters in a variety of ways, but it was the sadness of a high school graduation, where the members are drifting to the winds.  The Mary Tyler Moore show ended in much the same way – sending its graduates off into spin offs – which became the new way to avoid feeling the loss of a familiar face on our television. 

Seinfeld, which took MASH’s ability to tie two plots together and upped them by two or even three plots, all resolving, in the best episodes, into a single final chord or note, could not end gracefully as its characters were dead set against development and could only be held responsible for their actions – but as they felt no remorse for what they had done, we were left with a distinctly dissatisfying taste.  Perhaps it was Friends that began the march toward sitdramcom with the developmental shifts that were part and parcel of being mid-twenty somethings in New York City.  Did they have a compelling wrap up?  I should know, but I frankly can’t remember it.

This show – this inane piece of froth about a family we should not care about – the Kardashians of this world – living on so much money that, when it is taken away, they don’t have basic survival skills – teaches something about what it means to become a family and, as this is part and parcel of that, something of what it means to become an individual who is no longer dependent on that family but is ready to stand on his or her own two feet and move out into the world with the kind of skills that middle class – or no class people in the broad Midwestern regions of our continent – the fly over zones – know how to do.

And yet these pampered, self-involved, vain, and therefor interesting and unique individuals also have something to teach us Midwesterners about being true to oneself as one develops.  Something to teach us about living with style and grace even when stuck in a world that doesn’t appreciate that.  And a lot to teach us about how to develop – how to grow – while remaining true to oneself.  How to deceive oneself just enough to believe it possible to achieve what should be apparently unattainable.  And most importantly, to do that through reconnecting – or perhaps connecting for the first time – with our family.

Moira’s faith in Johnny – and in herself – is ultimately noble.  So is her faith in David – and the pain she feels for him when others make fun of him – and her pleasure when he comes into his own.  As we reconfigure our own family – welcoming back members who would have only been guests were it not for the pandemic – we have an opportunity as adults living under the same roof – to connect with each other in new and different ways.  Sure, the old ways will out, and we often end up being less than stellar versions of ourselves, but because we are family we stick it out, just as the players in the sitcoms do.  And because we are human, we might just grow from that experience, as the Roses managed to. 



    

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