”Grey’s Anatomy” recap: Forced confessions
Ha ha ha ha ha. ”Date and tell.” That’s all I can really say. Loved this conceit — that all of Seattle Grace would suddenly have to ”register” the ”sexual relationships” they’ve had with other staffers, thanks to nurses’ complaints against Sloan. Loved the live return of Adele as the nurses’ spokeswoman to liven up the Chief again. Loved the non-live cameo of Isaiah Washington via a press clipping about Burke’s achievements to get under Cristina’s skin, sending her into a cadaver-cutting, ”Like a Virgin”-singing psychotic break. We’re looking good heading into the final weeks here.
Grey’s Anatomy has now even done the impossible: made me care about Meredith and Derek again, even though it’s through this tumor-fighting-virus bit, which started off a little clumsily. I credit the actors, not the introduction of this clinical-trial conceit, but that’s all in the past now. I’m willing to forgive, just as these star-crossed lovers are…willing to forgive…each other…or something. Mostly they just have really hot sex and look cute together and maybe even remind me of my own McDreamys, and don’t we all want to think we could end up with our McDreamys? Just as when we’re watching Sex and the City, we want to end up with our Bigs? (I’m starting to see now that I was a little emotionally vulnerable tonight. Be gentle with me.) Anyway, the point is, they had to be precisely in sync in order to get this virus-injection thingy to work. Because Mer and Der’s in-syncness is obviously more important than some dude’s brain tumor.
The big medical story of the episode was this lady who was waiting for a heart but whose antibodies were so elevated she had to be kept in a plastic isolation bubble. She was having the first Big Emotional Breakdown scene of the night, freaking out because, well, she’s being kept in a bubble, when Hahn gave her the good news that a heart was finally on the way. The Chief, meanwhile, made some progress of his own when he convinced Adele he might really be changing by announcing that he’d gotten himself an intern. That was right before he went and got himself an intern, who turned out to be George. His first task: passing out the forms on which staffers would register their sexual liaisons. And during this process, young George uncovered an interesting tidbit: Derek’s ”girlfriend” or ”date” or ”whatever,” Rose, did not need one, as they apparently hadn’t gone to ”the highest level.” Because I’ve now started projecting my own life into the Mer-Der situation, I say yay to that. My jury is still out on this Hahn-Callie coupling, on the other hand, but I did enjoy the weird love-triangle tension between the two of them and Mark, who was now, um, ”registering” with Callie on a regular basis.
NEXT: Don’t ask, don’t tell