This past week marked the finale of one of my most beloved TV shows: Scrubs. So I'm going to take this time to reflect on it, whether you like it or not.
I have to give credit to my main man Tim for introducing the show to me, pretty late in it's lifetime. The episode "My Musical" caught his attention, and after getting a strong recommendation, I decided to go ahead and pay the 2 bucks on iTunes to give it a look. What I saw, I must say, was quite unlike any show I'd seen before. Of course, not every episode is in musical form, but the format of that particular episode grabbed the attention of an impatient 13-year-old that an ordinary episode might not have been able to do.
This isn't to say, however, that the normal format of an episode is dull. Every episode I've seen, I've loved, and whether it's the music at the end, JD's awesome daydreams, or the sometimes cheesy way that every episode wraps up, tying various plots together with one overarching moral, they usually have me smiling at the end. Because, what started off as a parody of the multitude of dramas in hospitals took off into a genre of it's own, different from most TV shows on now. all the characters are ridiculous and nigh-unbelieveable, except for the experiences they have. Take JD and the Janitor and put them anywhere else but a hospital and that relationship is impossible, but on TV, in such a dreary environment (if you don't mind me saying,) you can almost believe that a support staff would hold a vendetta against a doctor. Even for something as simple as a penny on the first day of work.
I have to say, though, I started watching at a bad time. Season 7, supposedly the last, began when the writer's strike was at it's strikiest, and lasted just a little more than 10 episodes. While this was a great time to catch up on the 6 seasons I had missed, Season 7 lacked a certain quality that the others had. It was funny, sure, but at times too much so, and while I enjoyed watching Turk and JD throw water balloons at the annoying interns, and Elliot's bizarre relationship with Keith, it seemed out of place. The show, while always a comedy, wasn't taking itself seriously enough. Still a decent portion of TV, but season 7's downfall's gave way into season 8's perfection.
The turnaround was evident from the first 2 episodes last year. Focusing Dr. Cox's troubles with his new position, and the hospital bromance duo talking to a terminal patient in his final hours, it was clear that the show would go out with a bang, and not just another half-decent season before puttering out. The season's had sad moments, crazy ones, touching ones, hilarious ones, and it's fair share of daydreams, but most of all, it was Scrubs again. People say that finales are often a letdown, yet I had high hopes for Scrubs, and, as always, it did not let me down. I'm just manly enough to admit that the end had me sniffling, and not just because I have a cold.
Scrubs has little to no followers at DA and not a ton at QHS (high five, Erin.) Of course, here, things like that are often rated by their inappropriate content, not their quality level, but that's beside the point. The point is, whether you liked it or not, is that it's over. It went out stronger than most, and even its harshest critics can't say no to the fact that it brought something new and fresh to the table. Goodbye Scrubs, and thanks for everything.
-Will
"I can't do this all on my own, no I know; I'm no superman."
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