Well, a delusional breakdown revolving around Lisbon could well be the final catalyst for freeing him of his straight jacket.
It's going to be so embarrassing come September when they show that scene again, this time from the guard's point of view and we see Jane all alone in the room and you're going to be all, "Oh my God, I can't believe how wrong I was." So embarrassing. Not for me, of course.
Nobody's done anything until we find out the truth next September.
If pancakes are good enough for Mark Trail, they're good enough for me.
Because it's a TV show and outside of expensive CGI techniques there isn't any way to portray two people kissing without having two people actually kiss, along with the attendant physical interactions this naturally entails.
I've been having a gas, and I don't plan on going anywhere. Well, I do. In fact later today I'll be going to Metro to pick up a chicken and some sourdough bread, but you know what I mean.
What have I backed out of? If you mean the bit about Red John still being at large, I'll admit to having second thoughts about that one. But the primary point is Jane hallucinating that he's just kissed Lisbon, and that I've not backed out of at all. I'll sing if I have to come September, but I'm quite sure there's not going to be any need.
Sadly, this won't be solved one way or the other until next September, so there will be no singing until then. Well, maybe a little ditty every so often, just out of high spirits. Sort of a "hum," as Winnie the Pooh would call it. In fact, I feel one coming on now. Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear!Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear!I don't much mind if it rains or snows,'Cos I've got a lot of honey on my nice new nose!I don't care if it snows or thaws,'Cos I've got a lot of honey on my nice clean paws!Sing Ho! for the life of a Bear!Sing Ho! for the life of a Pooh!And I'll have a little something in an hour or two! Hmm. I'm feeling a mite peckish now. Pancakes and syrup sound perfect. Just the right sort of food while waiting for THE NEW SEASON OF THE MENTALIST TO PROVE ME RIGHT. Ta da.
Not backing down. In fact, getting more and more convinced each time I review the scene. "Two men enter; one man leaves!" https://www.youtube.com/watch?...
First, the previous hallucination I'm referring to isn't the drug-induced one, and in truth I erred in calling it an hallucination -- it was a delusion that his wife and child were still alive, brought about by amnesia. But the point is that he has in the past already suffered from a relatively long-term delusion.. Second: I'm not arguing that there weren't good reasons for Jane's dishevelment, but that as a trope it signifies a breaking down of his persona. (To be fair, this works equally well as a symbol showing his increased vulnerability and hence willingness to intimately open himself up again to another person.) Third: I agree that all the details of Lisbon's arrangements to see Jane would, and should, have occurred offscreen, but the complete lack of interaction between her and the guard who let her into the room is suspicious when taken in concert with the other clues. Fourth: Jane's apparent rationality is no argument against him being delusional -- not at all. Even in real life, people who are suffering from this kind of breakdown can appear quite rational, so long as their delusion remains intact. This seemingly rational behaviour is even more common in fiction. Fifth: We don't actually see Lisbon before Jane does -- we see her as he is becoming aware of somebody entering his peripheral field of vision. Sixth: About that kiss: he has one hand on the table when he leans forward. He is certainly not relying on Lisbon's face to help keep him upright even if she were physically present. You go ahead and eat that chocolate -- but if you eat it all you're just going to have to buy me more. For review purposes, here is the scene on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?...
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