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Cementing a reunion

By Casey Gillis on May. 29, 2008


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Grey’s Anatomy and I have been flirting with reconciliation all season long.

If you’ll recall, we broke up last year. I just couldn’t take anymore of Meredith and Derek’s too-tortured relationship, and let’s not even mention the debacle that was George and Izzie.

Like any breakup, the show and I needed distance; time apart to see if it could work.

So I didn’t watch this season. But it wasn’t always easy. I’d catch snippets of it here and there, after I was done watching “Ugly Betty” or about to watch “Lost.”

Slowly but surely, I was getting sucked back in.

Last week, it was time to give Seattle Grace one more chance, and wouldn’t you know, the finale cemented our reunion.

It felt like the show’s heart was back, especially the storylines surrounding the episode’s three main patients. There was the young couple, both battling cancer, who participated in Meredith and Derek’s clinical trial, as well as the teenage boy who got stuck in a block of cement and had all the docs working together to get him out before his organs shut down.

Chandra Wilson, who plays Dr. Bailey, is at her best when her character gets emotionally involved with a patient, and she sure did with Andrew, the cement boy. Her monologue about “Star Wars,” comparing Andrew to Han Solo, was a great moment, as was her ending: “What, so I like science fiction. Somebody got a problem with that?”

Wilson has great comic timing, but can also make me cry at the drop of a hat, like she did when Bailey told Izzie she’d grown into a fine doctor and put her in charge of the clinic.

And my George, who spoke up to the chief about retaking his intern exam, can still melt my heart with a well-timed speech.

In other developments, I loved the comedy of George and Lexie (is there romance brewing there?), and the decline of Rebecca’s mental state was almost as devastating to me as Denny’s death a couple seasons back. Alex’s final scene, where he was crying in Izzie’s arms, was just heart-wrenching.

The reunion of Meredith and Derek even seemed believable, though I could have done without her annoying therapy sessions.

“Grey’s” wasn’t the only series that said goodbye last week.

“Ugly Betty” did, too, and the episode left me with déjà vu.

Remember the first season finale of “Felicity,” when she had to choose between a cross-country road trip with bad boy Ben and a ticket to Berlin with nice guy Noel?

The second season finale of “Ugly Betty” left Betty in a similar pickle: go to Rome with kinda-bad boy Gio or accept a marriage proposal and move to Tucson with the dorky but loveable Henry.

Mid-episode, I was betting - and hoping - she’d pull a Felicity and choose the more adventurous option (that would be Gio, people!).

But at the very end, I wasn’t so sure. When she left her house, Betty looked around as if she’d be gone for longer than a month (the length of a possible Rome vacation).

Could she have picked Henry? Even if she did, it won’t last for very long. We all know there could be no show if Betty were stranded in Tucson, away from her New York-based family.

The finale also saw Daniel ousted as Mode’s editor-in-chief, much to the glee of she-devil Wilhelmina. And you know what? He deserved it. I’m sick of Daniel always being such a schmuck.

As the episode ended, he left the Mode offices with his newly discovered son. I really hope he comes back next season and uses a few Wilhelmina-like schemes to get his job back. He’s got it in him, and it would be fun to see a stronger side of Daniel.

Other random thoughts on the finale: Lindsay Lohan’s much-hyped guest appearance lasted all of two minutes, which was nice; Naomi Campbell’s wasn’t much better and featured a tired cell phone-throwing joke; and I would like to thank God for a shirtless Eddie Cibrian (Hilda’s boyfriend, Coach Diaz). That’ll get me every time. 

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