This episode made absolutely no sense: Genele throws Frank Agretti - a man who demonstrated such personal and moral strength in the prior seasons - out of his own home? Then he goes to the police with the remains of his wife with the story of what happened, which he tells like some lunatic?
The last you see of Rod Taylor, as Frank Agretti, is of him being arrested and taken away. Frank Agretti is clearly a moral man who tried to initiate peace between the Channings/Giobertis and the Agrettis; who reconciled with his estranged son and grandson; who helped rescue Lance and Melissa from the shaft; who helped rescue young Michael when he fell into the well; and who jumped in to save Angela from Richard's plot to have her declared mentally incompetent. And THIS is how they end his character on Falcon Crest?
At the very least, they could have written Frank out by sending him back to the emerald mine in Peru; or they could have had him gear up for a fight with Genele that might lead to his demise. His character should certainly have gone away with dignity.
But, as most viewers knew by this point. Falcon Crest was on its last legs; and the writers were clearly throwing paint at the wall to see what would stick.
The last you see of Rod Taylor, as Frank Agretti, is of him being arrested and taken away. Frank Agretti is clearly a moral man who tried to initiate peace between the Channings/Giobertis and the Agrettis; who reconciled with his estranged son and grandson; who helped rescue Lance and Melissa from the shaft; who helped rescue young Michael when he fell into the well; and who jumped in to save Angela from Richard's plot to have her declared mentally incompetent. And THIS is how they end his character on Falcon Crest?
At the very least, they could have written Frank out by sending him back to the emerald mine in Peru; or they could have had him gear up for a fight with Genele that might lead to his demise. His character should certainly have gone away with dignity.
But, as most viewers knew by this point. Falcon Crest was on its last legs; and the writers were clearly throwing paint at the wall to see what would stick.
