She decides to give Molly a makeover, My Fair Lady style, but in a kind, sensitive fashion, not just bulldoze over her, like some kind of mini-skirted Henry Higgins. Underneath Molly's introverted, awkward exterior lurked the heart of a jerkwad. Molly gives no acknowledgement of Marcia's speech-writing help. Marcia offers to work on Molly's demeanor to win the coveted title of banquet hostess. I don't know what it means.
Out of all the Bradys, Marcia and Greg were the ones I least related to. Only that Davy Jones on The Brady Bunch just wasn't meant to be for me. And look at her lounge in that jumpsuit—pretty terrific. However, Jan becomes more depressed when she fails to make the pom-pom team and her friend makes the squad. Molly is not only clinically shy, but clumsy and obviously parented by repressed people, living in a time wrinkle from the early 50s. Curious about how she looks now and thinking perhaps that is how she'll turn out to look, Jan asks her for a picture of her now.
I liked Mike Nesmith a lot as well, knowing instinctively that he and I would get along the best. This may have caused some dissension. Molly basically calls her a chicken for dropping out of the running. I had such a huge crush on Davy Jones and watched The Monkees with the same intensity as the Bunch--maybe more so because, at age 8, I really was truly in love with Davy Jones. And Molly's a total loser, so they think it's funny. And the Brady Bunch was such a large and cheerful group.
What a comforting feeling that is during childhood. This is our first indication or just bad blocking by director Peter Baldwin that something isn't quite right with this new Molly. And who wouldn't want to co-hostess with a backstabbing manipulator who probably has a borderline personality disorder? Brady says c'mon in to the 70s—the Dacron's fine! I call it the cursed episode, because how else to explain this scenario? Since Marcia usually focuses on all things Marcia—which includes clothes, boys she likes, and school activities—to see her this riled up over social injustice is kind of a character-changing moment. They seemed to genuinely get along, at least for the most part. Doesn't Marcia look smart in her acrylic ensemble? And once again, my younger self was appalled.
This causes Jan to become distressed since Jenny, now, doesn't look to attractive. Out of the goodness of her heart, as narcissistic as it was. She's even turning into a ghost—see below. Why was Molly being such a stone cold beotch, I wondered or words to that effect. So it turns out Marcia's an alternate nominee for banquet hostess and is called upon to fulfill her duties.
Maybe lots of people were secretly jerkwads. As Molly enters the Brady compound, we see Marcia has her work cut out for her. I have a theory that Florence Henderson might have, perhaps inadvertently—she is very charming after all—caught the eye of the wardrobe mistress's significant other at one point. Mike and Carol are chillin' in their uncomfortable and ugly family room when Marcia asks for formal dance lessons. Then she wins first prize in the essay contest and finds out her teacher made a mistake in scoring. This is not a flattering combination in any era.
This episode from the third season, My Fair Opponent, is a Marcia story. I missed it every time it was ever on. I think Carol would have made a great eighteenth-century lady—she sings, she dances, she does needlepoint and makes lunches with Alice—she has all the skills. I've seen every episode of The Brady Bunch, probably two or three times each, due to re-runs and my youthful obsession and an enabling Friday night babysitter during its initial five-year run. When Marcia says waddaya mean, a close race? The allure of high-waisted pants, amiright? Don't make Marcia mad Some popular girls at school have nominated Molly Weber as Fillmore Junior High's banquet night hostess.
Marcia now knows what it feels like to be a ghost-writer. And then smugly claiming it would have been a close race. Why wasn't she grateful to Marcia for all her help? I'm going to keep it going with a Brady Bunch episode that's always haunted me. The Brady-girl bedroom decor is a blend of little-girlishness with. . She had that California girlish demeanor down cold.