The Beverly Hills, 90210 Visual Aids Wanna Go Hooooome
We've collected the most important imagery from 'Courting'!
Listen along with the "Courting" podcast while you wait for the ice cream truck to come back.
We spend a lot of time on the podcast shitting on the performance of one Megan Lee Braley as Erin. This shot from the cold open is a great example of why!
Look at everyone wearing their most serious clothes to court. They've dressed with more pizzazz for funerals.
Why is Joe's trial happening at Pawnee City Hall? (Just kidding, that's Pasadena City Hall. Trials aren't held there either, because a City Hall is not the same as a courthouse.)
Pretty sure the screens on our phones are bigger than the one on Brandon's PowerBook.
LuAnn buys smokes from the
courthouse City Hall newsstand because she is living her best, most authentic, smokiest life.
This is how communication took place in the past.
This kid, you guys. Dorkus Malorkus.
Donna's court hair looks like it was extruded from a tube.
Nice of Rex to come support Donna during her testimony.
Not sure how supportive these horrified faces are if your concern is that telling the world about physical abuse that wasn't her fault is going to shame Donna?
Shout-out to the artist, who's pretty sure "burrito" is the Spanish word for "turd wrapped in an unbleached paper towel."
And that's why you never get more than one foot away from a kid with an ice cream cone. In about ten seconds, she's going to be crawling with ants.
Why couldn't Colin's stupid building/people mural at the Peach Pit After Dark have been as cute as his portrait of Erin?!
This is how journalists filed stories before email and wifi? Wouldn't it be easier for Brandon to send each page to Susan by carrier pigeon?
LuAnn, we know we're never going to see you again after this, but please never change.
These pleated corduroy chinos could house an entire family. Of giants.
Seems like someone with nothing to hide about what he and Kelly did over Thanksgiving wouldn't be getting into Val's face to bray about it.
This jacket could house an entire family. Of elephants.
LuAnn demonstrates the correct way to respond to Brandon: "No [exhale smoke in his face]."
Stay out of the story you're supposed to be reporting, SCOOP.
Rex returns for Donna's surprise recall testimony.
Instead of reassuring Colin that Val's accusations against her and Brandon are baseless, Kelly is a bitch about it.
Susan, sweetie, when you put on a bra, you line up your nips. Who are you, Donna?
The flat loathing of the accused near-cheater.
This suit could house an entire family. Of brontosauruses.
Brandon approves of Ray's choice to tell the truth about his abuse of Donna, which is undoubtedly all Ray's been waiting for this whole time.
Maybe instead of commandeering common areas of the house you could work at your desk, jerk.
What...affect is this? On Ray? Who's basically being run out of town?
Like, this dude looks sadder that the batterer of women isn't going to be coming around the Walsh house for porn shoots anymore.
And finally: a Rose Queen's victory. St. Donna is gracious in defeat.