Scrubs
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35 episodes in
I've been watching Scrubs http://tvlinks.voodeedoo.org/Scrubs_links.html and it's a pretty good show. People always keep falling over. Some shows make jokes about poop or sex or beer, and there's plenty of those, but this show is special because hardly an episode goes by without someone (usually the protagonist) falling over. Also, people have monologues during dialogs. Mini-monologues.
Another thing I've noticed, and, while not special, is annoying, is how formulaic the episodes are. half way through the episodes are monologues about how everyone has a problem, then 10 minutes later everything was solved and there's a monologue about how everything is better. Everyone learns a lesson in the end, even though they don't actually learn anything. I guess that's how people really are. The entire show is a stereotype.
60 episodes in
After watching almost 30 hours of Scrubs makes me wonder what the heck it means to watch a tv show. It's impossible to remember what someone says after they are done saying it, because someone else is saying something that needs to be paid attention to.
All these characters are just that, characters. There's nervous guy, angry guy, crazy girl, engaged couple, and janitor. It makes me wonder what character I am. I think everyone identifies with the protagonist in any story, but when I watch Scrubs, I get into the character of Dr. Fast-Talking Cox.
So who am I?
113 Episodes in
50 hours in to scrubs, I begin to wonder about my tendency towards voyeurism. In 50 hours, I've watched relationships form and break and form and mature and break that, in TV land time, take 5 years to maintain. I only have a handful of friends who I've know for at least that time, and I'm currently writing this as I'm waiting for one to come over here to practice. I don't have the trust or intimacy with my friends like I see on this show. I don't have a mentor, I don't have an ex-girlfriend who I still get to interact with daily, I don't have a college roommate who has always been there for me, who I get to work and live with. I don't have a wife who is trying to make me something I'm not, I don't have a job which involves dealing with sick people, I don't have a career future that is promising and bright. I don't really have anything. So, I spend my time watching hours and hours of other people's lives, wishing they were my own.
Final Thoughts
I am now a shell of the man I once was. I haven't been outside in thirteen days. I want to touch someone, anyone. What can I do to take the pain away that is my very existence?
On the other hand, today is thursday so there is a new episode on tonight! woo!
