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Feb. 13th, 2005 06:18 pmSo, okay, here's me being lame over television. In the last, oh, ten years, I've religiously watched only maybe five or six shows. Back in '96 and '97, I watched Millennium every week, even towards the end when it got silly. Then, I really liked Seinfeld and Frasier and tried to never miss an episode or either. I watched the X Files religiously and I still watch the reruns. Two years ago (nearly three?) I got myself addicted to Buffy. Since last year, I also shamelessly watch American Idol.
That's not a lot of TV in ten years; after all, I'm more of a movie freak. For me to put aside time every week to watch something, I've got to really be into it. So, this year it's House MD. I love the crap out of this show.
My admiration for something, however, is hardly ever blinding, and even I recognize a formula when I see one.
( An abridged script of all the episodes of this show that I've seen so far. )
But, formula or not, it's still the most awesome thing on television.
I always wait after the credits to see the RIVETING! EXCITING! scenes from next week's episode. I did so last Tuesday, in my pajamas, finishing up my pomegranate juice, entirely expecting that it would be pretty much the same thing as the one I just saw--but I was quite wrong. It's not even halfway through the first season, and already they're tackling a Big Issue, something you'd've thought they would wait till the season finale to tackle: Dr. House's addiction to Vicodin. I was like, "Already? What are they going to finish up with? How are they going to top that?" Which made me wonder that, somewhere along the line, the writers are going to try too hard to one-up themselves and they're going to get weird. Like they'll invent some mystery illness and one of the main cast will get it, and it will end up being something global, some epidemic that's going to wipe out half the world's population a la Millennium, or alien cancer a la X Files, something like that. And Dr. House will actually be forced to admit he cares or something. Blah blah.
But either way, next week's episode looked so intense that I can hardly wait. The teaser, with House staring ahead, tapping his cane in the rhythm of a heartbeat, the audience thinking, "Time bomb!" was maybe the hottest thing on television in years. The last time I saw something so hot on TV, he had one arm and sometimes spoke Russian.
And I still can't get past that it's Hugh Laurie. I mean, come on! I was the hugest Blackadder fan; to me, Hugh Laurie was Prince George, "thick as a whale omlette," trying to give a speech but having to roar first (his delivery on that one still remains one of the funniest things I've seen, and to this day my Mom and I still quote it. "RRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAR unaccustomed as I am to making speeches...") Prince Regent, "SAUSAGE TIME!" I mean, Prince George, you know? Or even George Barleigh from Blackadder Goes Forth.
Not badass cripple and snarky, smug bastard.
I'm in a tizzy.
That's not a lot of TV in ten years; after all, I'm more of a movie freak. For me to put aside time every week to watch something, I've got to really be into it. So, this year it's House MD. I love the crap out of this show.
My admiration for something, however, is hardly ever blinding, and even I recognize a formula when I see one.
( An abridged script of all the episodes of this show that I've seen so far. )
But, formula or not, it's still the most awesome thing on television.
I always wait after the credits to see the RIVETING! EXCITING! scenes from next week's episode. I did so last Tuesday, in my pajamas, finishing up my pomegranate juice, entirely expecting that it would be pretty much the same thing as the one I just saw--but I was quite wrong. It's not even halfway through the first season, and already they're tackling a Big Issue, something you'd've thought they would wait till the season finale to tackle: Dr. House's addiction to Vicodin. I was like, "Already? What are they going to finish up with? How are they going to top that?" Which made me wonder that, somewhere along the line, the writers are going to try too hard to one-up themselves and they're going to get weird. Like they'll invent some mystery illness and one of the main cast will get it, and it will end up being something global, some epidemic that's going to wipe out half the world's population a la Millennium, or alien cancer a la X Files, something like that. And Dr. House will actually be forced to admit he cares or something. Blah blah.
But either way, next week's episode looked so intense that I can hardly wait. The teaser, with House staring ahead, tapping his cane in the rhythm of a heartbeat, the audience thinking, "Time bomb!" was maybe the hottest thing on television in years. The last time I saw something so hot on TV, he had one arm and sometimes spoke Russian.
And I still can't get past that it's Hugh Laurie. I mean, come on! I was the hugest Blackadder fan; to me, Hugh Laurie was Prince George, "thick as a whale omlette," trying to give a speech but having to roar first (his delivery on that one still remains one of the funniest things I've seen, and to this day my Mom and I still quote it. "RRROOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAR unaccustomed as I am to making speeches...") Prince Regent, "SAUSAGE TIME!" I mean, Prince George, you know? Or even George Barleigh from Blackadder Goes Forth.
Not badass cripple and snarky, smug bastard.
I'm in a tizzy.
