The overall strength of the second season of House, M.D. proves
that its first-year success wasn't a fluke. This season starts with Dr.
House (Golden Globe winner Hugh Laurie) pursuing his ex-wife Stacy (Sela
Ward) and ending with a tragedy that could potentially be deadly for himself
and two colleagues. The premise of each show follows a set routine--a patient
is brought in with unusual symptoms; House challenges his trio of underlings
to diagnose the problem; they treat the patient, usually incorrectly the
first few tries; and then at the very last minute--through a revelation
that often has little to do with the patient--House figures out what's
wrong and saves the day. It would be easy for this set up to grow old fast.
But because of the smart writing, nuanced acting, and believability of
the characters (who're often dealing with unbelievable scenarios), the
formula works on each of the 24 episodes that aired on Fox during the 2005-2006
season.
Viewers have been conditioned by the Marcus Welbys of the TV world to think
of doctors as saviors. Even on ER, the most narcissistic physician
was selfless at heart. But House is a different breed. When he's at an
off-track betting parlor and a woman collapses, he doesn't miss a beat.
Still eying his race on television, he asks, "Is anybody here a doctor?"
He'll mock a sick patient's complaints with a sarcastic, "Boo hoo!" And,
if there happens to be a dead body around, he has no qualms about shooting
it if he believes that could help diagnose another gun-shot victim.
Not that he's any more reasonable or compassionate to his boss Cuddy (Lisa
Edelstein), his oncologist best friend Wilson (Tony winner Robert Sean
Leonard), or his young charges Foreman (Omar Epps), Cameron (Jennifer Morrison),
and Chase (Jesse Spencer). He instructs his doctors to break into patients'
homes as if they're cat burglars. He does not know the meaning of the phrase
"politically correct." But because he spits out insults (as if he has a
mild case of Tourette's) equally to both his patients and colleagues, the
latter never flinch at his constant stream of inappropriateness. When his
three young doctors storm into his office to report the declining condition
of a patient by blurting out, "We have rectal bleeding," House says, "What?
All three of you?" To sensitive Wilson, who is trying to get some work
done without being interrupted, House says, "I know you're in there. I
can hear you caring." And when Foreman's father says, "My son says you're
a manipulative bastard," House replies, "It's a pet name. I call him Dr.
Bling."
Of course House actually does care about his patients, but he views a good
bedside manner as the luxury of a doctor who has a healthy patient. But
dying patients with seemingly incurable diseases need something more. They
need House. |
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