Season 7 of House was aired on Monday night, and I've finally just watched it on a streaming site. I don't know whether this will set the tone for the rest of the series: I hope not, cause at the moment watching a relationship between two of my favourite television characters spiral down and crashing into the earth, spewing debris and crap everywhere is the last thing I want to watch. Then again, right now, I don't want to see them do amazingly well either, no matter how much it might restore a feeling of hope to this poor, sardonic brain of mine.
It begins with a very brief recap of the last 15 minutes of the season 6 finale, and then carries it on, fulfilling the imagined trysts in the heads of the hoard of "Huddy" fantasists everywhere (no, I'm not one of them).
Whilst House machinates a day off for the two love birds, the hospital just about copes without them. Their patient is the hospital's only available neurosurgeon (helpful), and once again we see that nothing is private as the team badger 13 for details of her requested leave, after reading the letter she'd left for House on his desk. They even break into her locker, they're *that* interested. Not to give too many spoilers (not a lot really happens in this episode, really, aside from a comic-relief visit from Wilson), but the highlight for me was finding out that she'd one-up'd her meddling colleagues, however touching some of their offers of help and company had been.
So, will the House-Cuddy relationship last? The way House was babbling on toward the end, it looked as though the answer was an outright 'no'.
That and Hugh Laurie also warned Huddy fans to 'buckle up for the ride'. Personally, I wanted to beat him across the head with his lampshade or his sword or something, because the stuff he was saying pretty much mirrored any speech given by any guy who's not sure about anything.
For those that like watching artistically-handled romantic and obviously loving sex scenes, you're in for a treat.