Warning: you might not want to read this if you haven't watched last night's episode of Grey's Anatomy and you intend to.
In most movies or books, we as readers/viewers have to employ our suspension of disbelief. Real life, without hyperbolic drama, extraordinary events, etc. just isn't interesting enough. I get that, both as a writer and a reader/tv-watcher, and I'm pretty good at putting my scrutiny and doubt aside to escape into a fantasy world for a while. But sometimes, the limits of my ability to suspend disbelief are tested.
Like last night, in Grey's Anatomy.
I think Grey's Anatomy is one of the greatest shows on tv. Aside from its spinoff show, Private Practice, it's the only show I watch every week no matter how busy I am. I'm plenty familiar with the Grey's drama: ridiculous medical conundrums, an explosive bomb inside a patient that threatens the whole hospital, a hospital shooter/mass murderer, a bizarre bus crash/fatality, a rare cancer, etc. etc. I love it. But last night--a plane crash? Just before the residents are about to fly on their own to new jobs at new hospitals?
I don't know, it just seemed a little too absurd and a little too convenient. Plus, I'm pissed that Lexie's dead. I liked her, and I love how dynamic her character has been over the seasons. And Mark's right: they were meant to be together.
The unbelievability of last night's show prevented me from feeling much emotion. Which is a bummer. On the other hand, I wept inconsolably at this week's Private Practice. So devastating.
What did y'all think? Are there any shows that just seem a little too far-fetched for you?