Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Episode 3: Voodoo something to me

One of the more banal episodes. I know, banal in the sea of banility. But this one....
It opens with Gilligan on night sentry duty. Every night the castaways gather 'round and fire off a flare, using the flare gun from the boat. Roy claims they have about "150 flares".  But first...why do they have Gilligan on sentry with a loaded gun? A loaded pistol? After all, they know how stupid he is, how clumsy, moronic, and yet they give him a loaded gun and trust their lives with him standing guard!
And in the first 5 minutes, he manages to empty the gun, 4 shots 4 bullets gone.

It also appears that the castaways are still sharing the communal hut.

So what they're protecting, in addition to themselves, is the supply hut, home of the aforementioned flares. One night Gilligan hears a sound. And then they find supplies missing.

An animal is never mentioned as a suspect. No, what the Professor theorizes is someone else is on the island. Not just anyone, he guesses it's a killer. Yes, a killer. Skipper, meanwhile, is determined it's voodoo. How, he never says. I mean, voodoo is a Caribbean thing not a South Pacific thingy. But no one seems to question that. Nor do they question how the voodoo came to the island. Wouldn't someone have to bring it?

They decide to search the island to look for the missing flares. Of course they let Gilligan go on by himself. Of course. He falls in mud, dices in the lagoon to clean off and a chimp steals his clothes and puts them on. Said chimp makes it back to the others where Skipper thinks voodoo changed Gilligan into the chimp.
First of all, chimps are African, not South Pacific. Second, the Professor should have known it was a chimp (they all call it a monkey) and known where it should be from.

Chaos ensues, of course, Gilligan gets the flare gun and shoots the supply hut, where someone has mysteriously put the flares back, and sets off the flares.

Check out this photo of Gilligan wrestling the chimp. Notice the obvious stuffed sock monkey!



After a few weeks on the island, they're still holding out for a rescue. Still living in one hut. And Mary-Ann still looking fine in the short-shorts.

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