Rating:
Hearthbreakers should have been a great episode. The Apples are inexplicably invited to spend
Hearth’s Warming Eve with Pinkie Pie’s family (apparently because of the
tenuous and likely nonexistent connection explored in Pinkie Apple Pie), and we
finally meet her sisters and parents.
There are still many fine moments (which will be enough for most people),
but the episode is so poorly written by Nick Confalone that I can’t justify any
higher rating. Between the Pie family’s questionable
characterization, Pinkie and Applejack speaking extended sentences in unison
(…twice), average at best dialogue (why do Pinkie and her sisters call each
other by their full names?), and a very obvious second act conflict,
Hearthbreakers was severely hindered by its writing. Not helping matters is the show counting as a
sequel to Hearth’s Warming Eve (by fellow terrible writer Merriwether
Williams), and Confalone wastes time summarizing this earlier effort when it’s
otherwise completely irrelevant.
Realizing that every family celebrates the holidays slightly differently
almost counts as thoughtful, but all of these traditions were invented just for
the episode and aren’t mentioned elsewhere.
Because of this, an artificial sense pervades Hearthbreakers, which
feels contrived and constructed instead of organic. We should enjoy spending time with the Pie
family, but only get glimpses of how cool Maud is, the depths Pinkie’s twin(!)
sister Marble hides, and Pinkie’s experience growing up among family members
with completely different personalities.
Confalone apparently never comprehended these missed opportunities, which
makes Hearthbreakers a tantalizing tease that still needs improvement. Even with some enjoyable parts, it doesn’t
come close to being satisfying.
Twilight doesn’t really need to be in this episode, but why do
we have teasers if not for filler? Confalone
does introduce his different holiday traditions concept here, but it’s not
really worthwhile since Applejack basically insults Spike for wanting to open
presents early. Then Confalone squashes
whatever positive this might have been by having Twilight spout a cliché (“to
each their own”) before giving Spike his present: a book. Hilarious.
Maud meets Pinkie and the Apples after their pain and filler-filled
train ride. Once she finishes playing
Sherlock Holmes, Maud leads everyone back to their rock farm where they meet
Pinkie’s entire family. As would be
expected, none of them are remotely like Pinkie despite widely disparate
personalities. Her parents (Igneous Rock
and Claudia Quartz) are Quakers (speaking with “thous” and “shalts”), because
they look like it I guess. Limestone Pie
announces she runs the farm and makes many bossy demands, but Pinkie quickly
appeases her before anything worse occurs.
Marble Pie is very shy and often hides while only saying “mmhmm”. Pinkie apparently voices Marble’s thoughts,
or has just forced extreme introversion on her twin sister by never shutting
up.
The Apples are expecting some sort of food for dinner (can’t
imagine why), but boy are they about to be disappointed. Stone Rock Soup is served, but the
Pies forgot that soup usually has something in it besides a freaking
boulder. Applejack suffers through this
disease-infected brew, but her family (presumably) smartly passes. Every other tradition celebrated by the Pies appears
equally strangely, including carving Hearth’s Warming dolls, a lengthy rock
search in teams to determine who will raise the flag, and hiding presents. By the end of this bullshit, Applejack has
enough and decides to inject some actual Christmas spirit.
Which of course goes extremely poorly. Every decoration and present gets viewed as
the devil’s work, and Applejack somehow plants her candy cane pole “on a fault
line” (that’s totally how those things work, right?). This causes a well-timed mini earthquake
which dumps Limestone’s prized Holder’s Boulder into the gorge below and earns
the Applejack’s family one-way tickets back to Ponyville.
Granny Smith spends their trip researching Holder’s Boulder,
and a hidden present smacks Applejack on her head. Suddenly, she understands all of Pinkie’s
dumb traditions and orders the train immediately stopped (apparently celebrities
can do that). Upon returning to Pinkie’s
farm (somehow), they help push Holder’s Boulder out of the gorge (“I think we
just invented our first combined tradition” Pinkie says stupidly, because they’ll
totally shove this gigantic important rock down and do manual labor every
fucking year). Applejack’s convincing
speech beforehand makes everyone friends again, and they all listen to Maud read
poetry sing carols (no, I was right
the first time) about rocks. Because she
likes rocks, get it? They’re all about
rocks.
Only a few characters stick out, but none were explored
enough. Maud is fantastic as always, except
she only has a few lines and doesn’t do much.
Any perspective from her would have been welcome, but she lets
everything play out without any opinions.
The fault line thing was asinine, and her concluding “carols” just reprise
Maud Pie’s similar scene with Twilight. That
means Confalone settles for a stolen and lazy ending instead of anything
original. Having Maud and Apple Bloom possibly
become buddies might be interesting, but their silly conversation about turning
into things wouldn’t have produced a friendship.
Marble Pie appears equally intriguing but gets even less
development. She’s lived in the shadow
of sisters who are more loquacious, ambitious, or both, but we learn nothing about
how she takes this. Instead, Marble only
mumbles “mmhmm” while quietly following along with every activity. This makes her a cross between Big Mac and
Fluttershy, although parking Big Mac next to her highlights how unoriginal
Marble seems. Obviously these two wouldn’t
be comfortable around each other right away, but that doesn’t make for
compelling viewing since we can’t see their thoughts. They’re probably too similar for any sort of
relationship, so pointlessly suggesting one perfectly encapsulates
Hearthbreakers’ flaws.
Limestone feels frustrating in the opposite way, since she’s
loud and obnoxious but Confalone never explains her possessiveness of their
farm. We don’t really need a gratuitous
“I’m in charge” when they’re pushing the boulder, but this addition highlights
Limestone’s over-the-top portrayal. Some
depth no doubt exists for her, but Confalone couldn’t find it.
Pinkie’s parents receive lengthy names, but are then
subsequently referred to as Ma and Pa out of presumable laziness. Like Marble, they are barely developed and
only act like stern authority figures who must have adopted their children. Having Igneous use Pinkie’s full name again rips
off his first appearance, and their way of talking doesn’t make much
sense. Ironically, Granny Smith has
never been better. Her dialogue sparkles
(she nicknames Pinkie’s parents Iggy and Big Mama Q), and she shows a sense of fun
and insight which is usually absent from her character. Sure, wishing for an “apple farming hunk”
might be slightly creepy, but it also shows Granny hasn’t given up at her
advanced age either. Instead of a senile
joke, she feels vibrant and alive. This
is how Granny should be written, and that Confalone does so around otherwise
poor and unfinished characterization remains astonishing.
But it doesn’t make up for everything else. Confalone’s script is weak and obviously
structured, and there are too many poor moments (did we really need the third
act sobfest between Applejack and Pinkie Pie where they again speak in
unison?). Hearthbreakers was beyond
Confalone’s means as a writer, and that shows just about everywhere. The characters, plot, traditions, and events
all could have been done better. Also
not helping was airing this Christmas episode in October before the Halloween
episode, but Confalone can’t be blamed for such poor scheduling (although not
as awful as next season’s). Justifying
Merriwether Williams’ alternate world abomination absolutely can though. Even with some positives, Hearthbreakers must
be recognized as a large and unsatisfying mess.
What Confalone produced just wasn’t good enough.
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