Tonight, friends and neighbors, ER has finally jumped the shark. It wasn’t just the “miracle-wake-up-Schiavo-character-who-was-carjacked-while-her-mother-was-raped-and-shot” sub-plot, or the defection of every major original character to “bigger and better things” (at least in the case of George Clooney, who now seems like he has been famous forever, though it was only ER that launched him. The fate of Anthony Edwards has always been entirely independent of ER, thanks to his role in Revenge of the Nerds. Noah Wyle, I fear, is doomed for the scrap heap of history.), no, tonight ER, brainchild of concept-man extraordinaire/freak Michael Crichton, made the irrevocable mistake of adding to its cast…
Don’t get me wrong. I am probably the world’s biggest John Leguizamo fan, but seeing his inimitable brand of Latino humor against the hospital backdrop doesn’t work, even for me… Imagine how it will go with the average American!
Then again, maybe the Schiavo sub-plot redeems the show after all.
I’m off to try and find House of Buggin on DVD. Damn that show was good.