House, or sometimes House M.D.
is like a horror movie every episode
except the monster is you,
or could be
Whereas House
is the Greatest American Hero
forgot his supersuit on the way
to what I remember (as a halcyon
child) as a surprisingly-excellent
comedy horror film, a thing
- I honestly hadn't considered,
accounting for the high-value
novelty (I ignorantly considered
novelty a value in those days) (we
all did), but the point is: it had a 'Nam
flashback guy played for not comedy
relief, but straight tragedy relief. Ralph
Hinkley was going through all this,
buddy, missing child and all. Probably
an ex-wife, who was no Connie Sellecca
(née Concetta Sellecchia - is that sexy
or what?) but she couldn't possibly be, unless
she was dead. In which case, forget it. Point is,
In that movie, as I recall,
that poor guy went through everything he went
through. And
you felt bad
it was funny. But
some part of me
wishes Father Hugh Laurie
would have walked in
to perform his patented exorcism
-via-sardonic irony routine
to make you,
or somebody
well.
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