Poldark Season 3 Episode 3 Recap: The Fruits of Generosity
This week on Snarkin on Poldark, the peasants are revolting, and Ross’ hide is on their side.
Last week ended with the reveal that Dwight Enys was alive, well and grooming his beard in Paris. So one might be forgiven if the assumption was that Ross would be right back on a boat heading to France and a heroic rescue of Caroline’s favorite scruffy-looking nerf herder. Except you’d be wrong. This week, no one cares about Caroline, and her weird “Dwight will be home by Christmas” fantasies — or that he’s having nervous breakdowns in jail. Instead, it’s time for one of Poldark’s favorite games “Side with the peasants and anger your peers.” Let’s play!
This time, the peasant uprising is brought on by starvation, which is the same thing that brings about most of the peasant uprisings in Cornwall, now that we think about it. It sort of negates all those beautiful shots of the fields and the land, doesn’t it? Either Cornwall is heaven, or Cornwall is starving. Let’s stop trying to have it both ways.
Ross: “How do you sleep at night George?”
George: “Perhaps you should ask Elizabeth.”
Of course, the problem is, George Warleggan is still magistrate since Ross couldn’t be bothered to get a real job. That means that everyone who steals from the rich to fill their pantry is found guilty, extra guilty, and guilty by association because you happen to look poor and that’s offensive to people like George Warleggan.
One might pity Elizabeth and the bed she’s lying in now, but since she’s taken to getting through it by being stoned most of the time, it’s kind of hard to summon the sympathy. Not that Ross has this problem, but he also doesn’t realize his extra drama baby mama has discovered laudanum either. Instead, he yells at George in public, and it’s all sorts of schoolboy taunts that remind us that George didn’t marry Elizabeth for love or money, but mainly to throw it in Ross’ face at every turn.
George also has bonus possession of Aunt Agatha, who looks completely miserable now that George and Elizabeth are home again. The bastard won’t even let her have a fire to keep warm. Don’t worry, spite has a way of heating the bones, though I am starting to wonder if it’s isn’t close to Agatha’s time to depart this earth. Especially since she wouldn’t go with Ross and Caroline this week. This is a woman who wants to make sure she’s in the right place at the right time to tell George who’s kid Valentine really is before exiting stage left.
While Agatha shivers, Morwenna does too, but for totally different reasons, all of which have to do with Drake. I know we’re all supposed to care deeply about this love affair, but since it’s been obvious from Day One of this season that these are star-crossed lovers, I mostly sit through their scenes waiting for the hammer to drop and Elizabeth to haughtily announce Morwenna has been engaged to some rich old horrid abusive jerk, without so much as a by-your-leave from the bride in question. Not everyone wants your life Elizabeth. (Also, you chose your horrid abusive jerk. Don’t go taking it out on others.)
But we knew it couldn’t last, especially when Demelza (of all people!) starts going on about marriage between people of different stations never working out. Said hammer drops this week, but it was George who did the honors, selling the kid like a broodmare for 3000 guineas to the random, yet conveniently widowed Reverend Osborne Whitworth, a character that dropped in out of nowhere for the purposes of ending this Morwenna/Drake nonsense next week.
Perhaps it’s her magic births that haven’t killed anyone that’s made Demelza forget. Or maybe it’s the fact that she’s basically in charge of doing all the good deeds in Cornwall, this time, making sure the poor get fed. Technically Ross gets the credit for food banking (quite literally) at the church, which was always supposed to be a food storage facility to begin with. But it’s Delmeza and Caroline who get out there with the fundraising work, even swindling fifty quid out of George. Good work girls!
Caroline: “Should I put you down for 70 guineas next time?”
George, upon realizing what’s happening, thinks he’s finally got one on Ross and can arrest the lot of them for smuggling. Honey, you *paid* for them to do this, that’s not how smuggling works. And you can’t bust Demelza and Caroline for conning you out of your money to support it either.
In a fit of pique (does George do anything *not* in a fit of pique?) he closes Wheal Leisure, putting everyone out of work, so now they’re unemployed and starving, and have to sign up for the 1793 version of Obamacare that I’m sure George signed executive orders to gut in a cut scene between the Morwenna bargain striking. Ross hires on as many as he can to go “exploring” at Wheal Grace, which sounds like a stretch for the moment. But with the way this show works, will probably strike gold or diamonds by next week.
Too bad they probably won’t pay to get Morwenna out of her oncoming marriage…