The Scrubs finale

SCRUBS: 8.18 & 8.19 “My Finale”

If they bring back Scrubs for another season, they’re crazy. Because this ending was beautiful. And perfect. I think it’s best said like this, which I grabbed from TV Squad’s review:

Since I have no idea whether this is truly the end for Scrubs or not, I hedged my bets on the season vs. series finale label. I will say this, though: If this is indeed the end for the folks at Sacred Heart, they couldn’t have gone out any better than they did tonight.

And it’s true. This episode was saying good-bye. It wasn’t just about saying good-bye to JD as he left the hospital, but it was also about saying good-bye to everyone that we’ve known and loved over the last eight years. Sticking to the lessons we’ve learned and moving on without knowing where you’re going.

And kudos to Scrubs for giving us one last lesson. The fact that his patient’s mother wouldn’t find out if he had the disease–he wanted his future to be his own. It may be unknown, but at least it was his own, and JD later related to in his final moments at Sacred Heart.

And wow. I’d have to say that Scrubs really found a unique way to say good-bye to all those we’ve seen while looking to the future. The walk down the hall was just fantastic, as he said good-bye to the ones we’ve lost (though I did miss Brendan Fraser) and those we just haven’t seen in a while (where were Doug and Keith?). I mean, bringing back Colin Hay, Laverne (of course!), the women that he grew special bonds with as loves or patients–even Hooch! As each face passed by, I just keep wondering, well what about that guy? There he was. And him? Yep, he’s there, too. Fantastic.

And then they vanish. The past was gone. Ahead was the wonderful element of a slideshow–along with the poignant “Book of Love” by Peter Gabriel–that showed what JD envisioned his future to be. It was the perfect future, and the one that we’ve all been hoping for.

If they continue this show, they’re crazy. That was the perfect end, and anything beyond this will tarnish it. I mean, to create the bond between past and future–while also including the humorous elements like Turk and JD’s eagle–it was all just moving and it fit the show.

Overall, it was great end. We had personal good-byes (yes, we heard the Janitor’s name in that good-bye, but was he telling the truth? Glen? Tommy?) with each character, and JD even got his hug from Perry. Jordan was Jordan, and nice but not too nice. Elliot was neurotic in her secret move-in, but JD accepted it and liked it.

And of course, Turk and JD were forever best friends. Even Carla asked if Turk loved her more, and they’re equal.

Oh, and Dr. Cox’s book? Awesome. I’d love a copy.

This wasn’t an episode about a character leaving. It was about the end of a show. It was about the end of the time of these characters’ lives when they were all together. And while it might not have been as blatant as it was in ER‘s finale, it was about how life will go on with or without you, but you have to find those little meaningful things to take with you on the ride.

I hope this was the end of Scrubs. I’ll miss it, and I’m appreciating it even more, but I think that’s the way it should be when the one you’ve seen grow from boy to man finally leaves the nest.


The Oscars: The Debate

I’m still catching up on my weekend of TV since I was out of town and missed my Sunday and Monday shows (yes, people, Heroes is coming either today or tomorrow). That makes it very difficult to write about things, especially since last night held a night full of reruns. Anyway, I figured I’d look forward into the future and look at this weekend.

Sunday night holds what usually is the most glam night of the year: The Oscars. Usually, I’m pumped. I love watching my favorite stars get all dolled up and then win awards. Even if I haven’t seen many of the movies that are up for awards. I’m much more excited about the Emmys, as I tend to watch more TV than movies, but the Oscars are the Oscars. I mean, you just can’t miss them.

Except, you know what? Maybe this year I will.

For some reason, this year, I’m just not all that thrilled with them. Maybe it’s because the last few years of the Oscars have just been eh. In fact, for most award shows, it’s just been eh. All very safe. People wear safe, boring clothes. They say safe, boring speeches (unless you’re the Emmys, where you just repeat over and over that “Really, we didn’t write anything down! It’s all made up right now!”).

I’ve seen some of the films but not many, and yes, perhaps that’s my fault. But movies are expensive, and when I go, I want to see fluff sometimes. My movie experience doesn’t always have to be the world’s most meaningful and artsiest film (though I did see Doubt and I liked it, and I’m hoping Wall-E wins for animated feature). So already, I haven’t seen many films, and I’m just not quite as invested.

Plus, and as much as I am a Heath Ledger fan, I’m not 100% sure I want to see more memoriams or mentions of how great he was, and I certainly don’t want to a) feel like he won because he passed away or b) get annoyed by all of the “number-one fans” out there who are outraged because he lost. (They’re already mad that The Dark Knight isn’t a nominee for Best Motion Picture.)

I know I’m stepping on toes, and I don’t mean to. It all just seems boring. And the thing is, apparently they’re trying to keep everything secretive about the night–like who is presenting–so that you’ll want to watch. In fact, the presenters won’t even be on the red carpet (we’ll ignore that if a huge star is missing on the red carpet, we can assume they’ll present, but whatever). The problem is that by not mentioning anything to grab my attention, you’re losing my attention.

So basically, I’m not being wooed. Are you going to watch the Oscars? I might do some flipping back and forth, given there are any new episodes of anything on, but we’ll see. I’m just not too excited, and nothing’s pulling me in any direction.

Now, if they can get Peter Gabriel back on for singing the Wall-E nominated song, maybe things will be different.