Dissecting Anatomy

Yeah, why not talk about "Grey's Anatomy"?

About 30 percent of the viewship of "Desperate Housewives" have decided to skip over to 10 pm on Sunday nights to join with the forces that turned "The Bachelor" into anything (some of which left after they realized that ABC scripted that show exactly the same way eight consecutive times after) and the result is this little hottie number to rock the watercooler circuit.

This weekend saw a 3-hour orgy of a finale of such a monumental amount of sheer stupidity that I can't let it pass by (mind you, here in hell, it's hard to pass anything by.)

It's funny - all I hear about "Grey's Anatomy" is that it's written by women, for women, and displays how women think - this from a creator famous for springing on the film planet such notable moments in cinematic history as "Crossroads" (when Britney Spears thought she could act for film cameras instead of the white trash riot she pulls for the papparazzi on a daily basis) and "Princess Diaries 2".

If I used the finale as an example, apparently women are hyper-neurotic, compulsive-obsessive, gutless, cold, and hide their brains in the lower parts of their anatomy. In other words, they're men. The men, meanwhile, are stern, disciplined, caring, compassionate, and run the world on their finger. In other words, they're women. Okay, except this "Doctor McDreamy" fella - played by Patrick Dempsey who made an entire career in the 80's out of countless films where he figures out how to juggle three (yes, exactly three) women with his boyish "charm". Here, he's just plain weird. In fact, he might be a space alien. Maybe we'll find that out in season five.

There are times that "Grey's Anatomy" is absolutely brilliant. The writers can create interesting medical ethical questions. The musical selections tend to be original. But the finale was really a bunch of melodramtic slush. I mean really: Kill the dog. Kill the heart transplant patient and give the organ to the hospital head so he can go from straight-forward bastard to the guy who lets the second floor be turned into a graduation party room. It's as if the writers raised their right hands and recited "Yes, we see our audience as tissue-wiping morons. Let's give them what they deserve!" And the level of stupidity was beyond comprehension. Over the course of three hours, we have to watch the blonde trainee with the big cans, Izzie Stevens (hey, I ain't being sexist - she said so herself in the last hour), cut an LVAT wire to force a patient into a pulminary edema, get her fellow residents to cover up for her, disobey all hosptial rules and procedures, then decide that she wants to spend quality time with a corpse. In the real world, she'd have been escorted out in handcuffs in about 10 minutes. Here, she gets a "time out" (no, seriously) and sympathy all around. Oh, and she quits. If the writing keeps going like this, they'll probably bring her back because they couldn't agree on severance pay.

This should be a show that has a good 6-7 years of useful life to run. If it turns into the garbage of it's finale, cut it in half because all it will amount to is 'Desperate Housewives" with stars who aren't "desperate" to helm magazine covers. On the bright side, I hear it's moving to Thursdays at 9 pm next season. If it can start to peck away at that moronic CSI franchise, it should get a guaranteed spot in the Smithsonian.

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