Hahaha, Friar Fuck. Genius. How pleasing it is to have an opportunity to dust off the box set, which has been languishing upstairs for far too long. This poor man, member of the Franciscan order & briefly important to the first episode of Season 4, never gets a real name. What is he even doing in this incongruous setting?
Holy; Pouty; Bad Hair
Well, this episode is all about soulmates. The girls, starting this season at varying pitches of loneliness, are alternately longing for, dismissing, or bitching about the concept. Carrie’s little column will thus be titled: ‘Soulmates: Reality or torture device?’ From Soul, it’s an easy segue to All Souls Community Centre where we first spot the brawny, Spanish-speaking monk (played by Costas Mandylor, apparently a staple in the later Saw movies), who will give Samantha something to do in this episode, the topic of which would otherwise be totally irrelevant to her.
Unfortunately, the banal goodness of Friar Fuck’s existence thwarts Samantha at every turn. Putting on her best huskiness & expressing a desire to help with his charitable work, she dodges his request for someone to wash up & offers a benefit drive (Donald Trump guaranteed). The Hot Monk doesn’t bite, but she gives him her card & goes home to have a wank to some church music & a postcard of Saint Francis.
The basis of the attraction here is not fully explored; they girls chalk it up to simple unavailability & pouty-ness. The mid-90s boy-band hair is not taken into consideration. Their commentary is as incisive as usual – Charlotte obviously heads up the ‘no’ camp, but her argumentation consists merely in repeating “But, he’s a priest!” in a shrill voice.
Samantha does mount something of an ethical defence by making the distinction between fantasy & reality, which she immediately undercuts by trying her luck at the altar, over luxury canned goods. Friar Fuck is simply bemused by the offer – or perhaps not so bemused, as a rather weary look spreads across his face, & she receives a flat, if kind, rejection.
Meanwhile, Trey comes on Charlotte’s leg & nobody turns up for Carrie’s birthday party. She does, of course, take many ‘lessons’ from the events of the episode, but the important one for our purposes is this pessimistic message: of course the monk isn’t going to have sex with you. He’s a man devoted to God, not a mere pawn in your tawdry fantasies. That’s certainly not a message that I want to hear.
In the end, they all decide to “be each others’ soulmates”, which is admirable, whilst Sarah Jessica Parker repeats over & over again that she is 35, which is plainly untrue. Here is a rather badly put together montage of some of Friar Fuck’s appearances:
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