Introduction To This Blog

Introduction To This Blog

In 2011, my beloved miniature pinscher Bucky died very suddenly. He had been my soul mate and my psychiatric service dog. Because of my grief, I was unable to leave the house.

Another writer, my friend Carle, decided to help me through this process. I was obsessed with the television show starring Hugh Laurie, "House M.D," about a misanthropic, brilliant, crippled doctor. Carle downloaded the first 5 seasons. Within a few episodes, he was as obsessed as I was. This blog is the correspondence we conducted, episode by episode. With a few digressions.

Carle's entries are in black; my contributions are in blue.

Monday, January 7, 2019

Season One, Episode 20, "Love Hurts"

Plot: When House snaps at a patient in the clinic, the patient appears to suffer a stroke as a result of the confrontation. To avoid legal trouble, he agrees to take the patient’s case. However, when none of the easy answers are right and the patient soon gets worse, House has to push past the patient’s lies to find the right diagnosis. 













 Annette the dominatrix takes matters into her own hands

hmm… so this is what you were raving about. When it gets personal and ugly, when you have to squirm in yr seat to get through a scene, that means you have crossed over from watching these abstract entities going about their bogus activities for your detached amusement and have begun to care about the internal mechanisms of human emotions. And, up to the standards of willie the shakes, you get a triple set of jollies: the guy who likes doms, the old couple and Viagra, and house and Cameron—the tragic and comic, and slapstick. (oh, and the revelation that chase doesn’t chase long—he catches everything but STDs)--to fill out the 360 degrees.
major block here is this: cameron knows enough to understand the ways of seduction, so why doesn’t she play it better? I mean, goody-two-shoes, yes, but every male only wants her to shine up that patent leather so they can look up her skirt. All she needs do is point those toes inward and say: “but I want you to…” and we are quivering masses of goo! virgin bride aside, even slightly-corrupted innocence is waaay hotter than victoria’s secret. ASK ANYBODY!!!!—FIRST ORDERS ARE ALWAYS: you DO make small talk! GEEZ LOUISE! Or howsabout Dear Abby? PUH-LEEEZE! Her sorority pals? TEASE! Her Facebook friends? SQUEEZE! Or ANY response to Wilson’s plea to GO E-Z? HUH? GET A CLUE! Even I know that if you want a big fish you don’t try to yank it out of the water—that’s why they call it “playing”!!! Secondly: when house lays it out, she just lets him. At work she offers counterarguments but here? I could think of a half dozen weak points to his presentation without breaking a colon, or a semicolon even. WHERE ARE HER DIAGNOSTIC ABILITIES NOW???

Yes, she's hot, but she doesn't have a clue. Cameron not only likes lame, she is lame. Later in the seasons she's reprimanded by a patient for never letting  herself go, which leads to some pretty awesome consequences.  There's nothing in her character to suggest she knows much about the art of seduction.  In my opinion. this is exactly why she lets House clobber her emotionally.  Doesn't Wilson say something like, "Young innocent girl melts the crusty older man's heart"?  

yes. in another of his comic turns. hey, on all those chat rooms or b-boards or whatever you do in fandom, does the subject of Chekov come up much?

I think on any other show that would have been what happened.  But as you can see, House is more onto her motives (she wants damaged men--witness Poor Dead Husband) than she's ready to admit. 

still, she will often differ with him on a diagnosis. if she's got that much confidence in her opinion, she should be able to offer an alternate analysis of the symptoms house presents over the appetizers.

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