Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Scrubs – The Season Finale… The Series Finale!!!

Change begets change begets change.  Begets Change.

I could never be as funny as the guys that are behind Scrubs.  Or the guys in front!  For about 2 years now, I have devoured every episode I could think of Scrubs that has been on syndication.  And tomorrow will be the finale of this very popular, beloved show on abc.  And I’m starting to feel like the sensi - the ‘sensi’tive guy that JD is.  I hate to see this show go off air.  I hate not following the lives of JD and Turk (did I just refer them as a couple), the rants of Dr.Cox, the who-has-two-thumbs-and-doesn’t-give-a-care Dr.Bobbo Kelso, the neurotic Dr.Reid, the sexy latina puerto-rican (or is it Dominican) nurse Carla, the weird Janitor and his endless strategies to get to JD, the uber confident Jordan, the Brain trust, Ted’s cappella band, The Todd’s endless innuendos (in-your-&%^os), Dr.Murphy’s trysts with the dead (Dr.Murphy’s laws), their friendship lives, their love lives, their hate-lives, their truths, their lies, their wisdom, their stupidity, their cupidity, their fantasies, their discoveries, their… their… uh oh!!! did I just get into a weird summing up sort of thing that would have killed Jordan and made JD proud!  May be I just did.

Anywho, all said and done, it feels like moving on.  JD has got a kid, Turk and Carla are on their way to two, Dr.Cox and Jordan are already there, Elliot is taking the next step to be with the love of her life, Ted found the love of his life, the Janitor married his lady love, and Bob is retired.  And like all good things, Scrubs has to split.  The lesson?  Friendship is for 8 seasons.  Love is what is left after all the seasons.  Love is what is left when everyone’s settled.  After everyone’s “moved on”.  Remember FRIENDS, the sitcom?  Remember your own friends?  The only sitcom that didn’t end friendship to end on love was probably Seinfeld (that I know of).  And I hear that Seinfeld series finale sucked.

So now, I ask myself why was it that I liked Scrubs?  Was it because of the hilarious way that they looked at the serious profession of doctors, nurses and life savers, and humanized them with know-it-alls, backstabbers, narcissists, crowd pleasers, egoists, egotists, and hypochondriacs?  Was it because of the way relationships and life lessons are the same whether it is in Friends, Scrubs, Sex and City?  Or was it because it seemed so personal, as if JD was narrating my own life, my struggle for an identity, my ambition, my struggle, my friendships, my friend’s love lives and marriage lives, and my struggles with a love life, my lessons, my compromises, my hypocrisy, my honesty?  What could it have been?  Waaa…haaaa…t could eeeeeet haaaahhaaaave bbeeeeeheeen (make Dr.Cox proud)! 

I think ultimately, it comes to the hope that the series represents.  That amidst the blood and death and loss, it is still possible to laugh your way out.  That amidst failing relationships, falling ambitions and fallible successes, it is still possible to rely on your friends and lovers and enemies that makes it all worth it.   That every sitcom can hope for a finale, with a happy ever after assumption.  And so, I will bid another friend good bye tomorrow.  I will fondly carry memories of you, through network syndications.  And hope you don’t come back, for that will keep my hope alive that all characters have a happy after.