I have been going back and forth about this show for the last season or so. Sometimes I love it, other times I just want to strangle Shonda Rhimes and anyone else responsible for ruining what once was the best show on television.The season finale was almost completely redemptive for me, and after reading another blog about Grey's, I've discovered why. Since I can't put it into words, I'll let that blog do it for me:
"I wish I was able to go into this one pristine, but I wasn't, and I still liked a lot of it. During those fallow periods in the middle of the last few seasons, people kept asking me why I was still watching and/or blogging about "Grey's Anatomy." This last batch of episodes is why. This show is a free-swinging power hitter. When it swings and misses, it looks horrendous. But when it connects with the pitch it wants, all you can do is sit back and admire it."
That's it! "When it swings and misses, it looks horrendous. But when it connects with the pitch it wants, all you can do is sit back and admire it."
I will now remove my hypothetical fingers from Shonda Rhimes neck, and sit back and admire her work.
