As I watched "Postcards from the Edge," the Season 1 finale of CBS' Scorpion, I felt something that I had not felt in the eight or so months I have been watching this show.
It was a feeling similar to the last week of high school. You're excited to be free, to move on, and to not have to deal with the jerks and drama queens and nuisances anymore. But then in that last week, you feel this melancholy come over you because you realize you're going to kind of miss when that one girl would go crazy, or how that friend who's not really a friend would still bug you to hang out anyway. That's how I felt during this hour of Scorpion.
After all, what will I do now without this show every week? It's become a routine for me, a weekly ritual. I sit down on Monday nights, watch Scorpion, roll my eyes, laugh at its absurdity, and then write one of these reviews. As the season rolled on, I began to look forward to it more and more each week.
So now what do I do? What do I do without the series that showed me how it's possible to cause an explosion outside of a moving vehicle by shoving shotgun shells into the engine?
The show that demonstrated how to decipher a message by hooking a man up to an empty bag of potato chips with electrodes and having him recite the phoenetic alphabet?
The show that taught me how to break out of a prison cell using only my shirt? And that, at the same time, showed me how to knock out my drunk cell mate by just snapping my fingers?
The show that turned a man in the twilight of his life into an unstoppable machine by electrocuting his brain?
The show in which a man single-handedly fought off the cartel using only a handgun?
The show that made a hand cannon out of a roll of paper towel and urinal cakes?
The show in which a man hardwired a laptop underneath an airplane while inside a Ferrari at 200 mph?
And yes, the show that showed us how to stop World War III using snake venom, the blood of a ferret, a salad spinner, and a taco truck?
What will I do each week without this entertainment?
The finale itself was, as we all expected, completely absurd. Walter's life literally depended on whether or not a crow flew off the hood of his car. Toby even uttered a line about how the bird was moving its wings in such a way that made it obvious it was about to take flight. You need to hear it to appreciate it.
The Scorpion team communicated with Walter by drone.
Cabe somehow convinced an entire squad of police officers and firefighters that he was still part of Homeland Security for the duration of the operation.
Walter performed an operation on himself using a pen.
The CGI and green screen effects were pretty painful.
And the simmering plot for much of the season, the budding romance between Walter and Paige, ended with a whimper as Paige, after kissing a sleeping Walter in the hospital, told him that she "cared about him very much." Credit to the writers for not leaving some contrived cliffhanger here, but this was underwhelming.
Scorpion will be back for Season 2, and I might just be too if I need a chuckle on Monday nights. If I'm being honest, I'm gonna miss it a little. It's that friend who's not really a friend. And when he bugs me to hang out again in September, I might just say yes.
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