Let’s Play House
Obviously, not being a U.S. citizen, I’m officially unaware of the fact that the current season—i.e. the fourth—of House is by far the best one yet.

- The cast of House M.D.
Up until the end of season 3, apart from a couple of sparks of genius, even Hugh Laurie’s brilliant acting—honestly, to be that natural, he has to be a jackass in real life—couldn’t save the series’ mediocre storyline. Much like an episode of Matlock, there was a pretty fixed structure to every episode: someone gets freak symptoms, House’s team misdiagnoses him a couple of times—usually with lupus at some point—, they invade his house, and, eventually, House gets a brilliant idea and cures the patient—deploying various snide remarks in the process. Occasionally, there’d be some drama of the romantic variety, but, to me, it never felt like they were going anywhere with that.
This season, however, has the American Idol-style team auditions, Cameron as a blonde for whatever reason, and, best of all, very creative storylines, while somehow sticking to the basic sequence of wrong diagnoses, the cure and even a compelling side story. They really bumped the show up a notch or two.
What I’d like to see, however, is less of Foreman’s soul-searching and more of House’s wit. I’m not into labels, but I wouldn’t rank House under “hospital drama” as much as I would under “black comedy”. No one really cares what’s wrong with the patient; we just crave House’s verbal abuse.
But I wouldn’t know any of that, now, would I?