With Netflix, and other services, TV series have never been so widely available, and the temptation to binge watch a whole season of Breaking Bad in one night can be overwhelming. May contain spoilers.
Rating: 4 out of 10
House is one of those medical dramas, set in a big hospital, always somebody dying. That is normally enough to put me off watching a show, because they all seem to be almost identical, all the bizarre illnesses and unbelievable accidents blending into one long sequence of blood and needles. But I decided why not, give this one a go.
In a nutshell, this was the right idea. House is a bit different, in that Hugh Laurie is basically a funny guy, but after very few episodes a sense of monotony kicks in. A patient comes in with either a strange set of symptoms, or some that are perfectly benign, often with a collapse thrown in for good measure. Treatment goes ahead, but then, suddenly, the patient gets worse! Now they’re going to die, unless House and his team can crack the case! Spoiler alert, they normally do, unless it’s one of the sad episodes that end with a dark, rainy montage of people staring out windows and things like that. House then mopes around for a bit, throws a ball against a wall for a while and then, out of the blue, he makes the connection that solves the case and saves the patient’s life. All smiles then.
Well, not exactly, because Dr House is a depressed atheist who trusts nobody and loves to manipulate them instead. His endless stream of sarcastic remarks and complex metaphors are pretty much the only things that make the show worth watching. But after a while, even these become tedious.
The entire show simply seems to be on episode on a constant loop, there is absolutely no progression over a series, and the episodes just roll on and on and on. It’s the classic, if you’ve seen one, you’ve seen them all.Oh and by the way, it’s never Lupus.