creative disappointment
If a finale is supposed to be the sum of a season, last week's "House" episode did a bang-up job.
If a finale is supposed to be good -- well, not so much.
I hate to write that, but it's true. I love the show. It's one of the best on TV, and Hugh Laurie is one of the best actors around. The writers, for the most part, deliver great plots and surprising twists and all-around superb work. At least, they did in Seasons One and Two.
But Season Three has been all over the map, so to speak, and so was the finale: It felt jumpy and choppy and kind of phoned-in. Not the acting, but the writing. And it left so many topics untouched. Where was the House-Cuddy scene, or the House-Wilson connection? I know they're trying to show how House is isolating himself, withdrawing from everyone and pushing them away, but there should have been more of Wilson and Cuddy. They used to be such major players, and they were reduced to mere footnotes in this episode.
Ah well. As I always say, what can ya do. Except wait for next season, and hope it will be better.