Gil (fenyx) wrote,
Gil
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Fade to Black

Lots to write about, I'll get to it tomorrow, it's been an eventful weekend to say the least. 

Nice! ESOTSM won for original screenplay.
Yeah!!! Clint Eastwood like a muthafucker. Best Director, Best Film.
He's the best. Unforgiven, The Westerns, Dirty Harrys, the fuckin' man.

From Scrubs:

(up to this point, the episode's pretty much been a fantasy, everything's been working out, and things have been great)

BACK TO REALITY***

Elliot struggles to revive the flat-lined Mr. James as various staff rush to carry out her orders.
Colin Hay comes in with the lyrics of the song.

Elliot: (?...) dopamine! Wide open! I need an ET tube. Where's anesthesia?

J.D.'s Narration: Unfortunately, around here things don't always end as neat and tidy as they do in sitcoms.

Unable to contribute to the lost cause, J.D. heads out.

Meanwhile...
DOCTORS' LOUNGE
Turk and Carla sit side by side on the couch.

J.D.'s Narration: Relationships aren't always magically fixed in thirty minutes -- you have to work on them.

Turk opens his hand to her and she holds it.

Meanwhile...
CAFETERIA
An emotionally-drained Dr. Cox stands near the door as Kenny storms out.

J.D.'s Narration: Problems don't always have easy solutions.

Dr. Cox: Hey, Kenny, once again I'm...I'm real sorry.

Dr. Kelso: Welcome to my world. Now, imagine going home to my wife.

Meanwhile...
FIRST FLOOR HALL
J.D. sadly leaves the building.

J.D.'s Narration: And around here, nice people don't always get better.

Cut to...
TURK, CARLA & J.D.'S APARTMENT -- LATER
J.D. sits on the couch in front of the T.V., laughing along with the audience.

J.D.'s Narration: And at times like that, it's comforting to know there's always one thing that can pick your spirits up.

The song ends. Fade to black.

That's why I love movies.   Writing, entertainment, television, etc.  Like Lumet's speech tonight, like the man who hoped that movies brought the soldiers home for an hour or so, like so many others have felt and said.  They reflect where we are now, show us where we've been, and give us a glimpse of where we're going.  I wish it wasn't so late, as crappy as parts of this weekend were, I'm feeling fine, I'm feeling inspired.

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