House--TV Show Review by Leslie Goldman, Your Enchanted Gardener
Date: 1/24/2012 12:27:38 AM ( 12 y ) ... viewed 1237 times
House--TV Show Review by Leslie Goldman, Your EG
I have in mind to write a review.
Nadine said this is one of her favorite shows.
I watched an episode while opening mail tonight, some that had collected since 2010. The mail was somewhat disturbing, and being introduced to this strange character of Gregory House was even more disturbing.
HERE IS A GREAT REVIEW OF THE CHARACTER
ON WIKIPEDIA
Parallels to Sherlock Holmes
House and Wilson's relationship mirrors Holmes and Watson's (pictured) relationship.
Similarities between House and the famous fictional detective Sherlock Holmes appear throughout the series;[93] Shore explained that he was always a Sherlock Holmes fan, and found the character's traits of indifference to his clients unique.[77] The resemblance is evident in various elements of the series' plot, such as House's reliance on psychology to solve a case, his reluctance to accept cases he does not find interesting and House's home address (221B Baker Street, same as Holmes).[42][94] Other similarities between the two characters are drug use (House battled a Vicodin addiction for years and Holmes was a recreational user of cocaine), successful detoxification (which proves to be only temporary in House's case), playing an instrument (Holmes plays the violin and House plays the guitar, piano, organ and harmonica) and a talent for accurately deducing people's motives and histories from aspects of their personality and appearance.[95]
"My Dear Leslie, Thinking of you
I dreamed my hip was gone
and I could not fly down the basketball court
I could not get out of bed
to stand with my guitar and sing songs of peace
but just lie in recovery
stuck with needles dripping things into me
drugged in my dream
you stole my hip as I tried to dribble by singing
"What is your wish, what is your dream"?
And you drove the full length of the court
running like Kobe in great gallop
your new hip working fluidly
you were the one flying
and sweetly swishing your poems
into the heart of humanity
you won the crowd over
and I rejoiced with them your new found serge
of poetry in motion
and then I woke up to realize it was not my hip you stole
but in my profound love and prayers for you to be whole
all the while it was my heart
and you returned it to me inspired
by the deep reach of your gardener's spade."
--Stephen Longfellow Fiske, author and minstrel
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