House 2x24

[kangeiko]

Huh.

So, once upon a time, there was this show that wanted to do things about women and careers and children and pain and disability and misanthropic bastards that are too sexy for their own good.

And then said show decided to recycle ST:TNG's The Inner Light, only they couldn't use the good version, so made a really, really poor version of it instead, wherein hallucinations hallucinate. Because I didn't clock that House was hallucinating the entire time, oooh, no, of course not, it wasn't signposted the entire way through, even without House periodically saying, "Um, I might be hallucinating."

There's a cool story I read at some point where a woman is in a car accident, but survives. She wakes up in a snowdrift, and makes her way to a hotel, and eventually has to make her way home and deal with the rest of her life. And it's a shit life, and she wonders if it would have been better to die back in that car crash. So, one night, she's out for some asinine reason and it's snowing, and a deer hops out in front of her - the same deer that caused the first car accident she was in. And just before she dies, she realises - "I have dreamt my life." She never survived the first car accident, of course, she just managed to pack in a whole lot o' living in those few seconds of abject terror.

That anecdote has nothing to do with House. I just wanted to use it as an illustrative example of this device done well. The episode sucked: poorly written, stilted, the Holmes parallel drawn with crayon, and any character development thrown completely out of the window. Plus, what the hell happened to the rest of the cast? I mean, sure, this show is about House, but can we please not leave them hanging on massively important storylines of their own and actually deal with some of their character development too? Trust me, Hugh Laurie will steal the show anyway, we may as well give the others all the help they can get.



This could be because my heart meds have a whole array of exciting side-effects that fucking hurt and which my doctor has decided are better than death (tm), so I'm stuck taking the bastard medication. This leaves me cranky. Ignore the angry woman in the corner. She is writing Scrubs threesomes, oh yes. I will then move on to corrupting all those other innocent shows that annoy me with their innocence.

Also, I haven't had enough tea today. I am decaffeinated. Grrrrrr.