The team leader, House, frequently clashes with his boss (Dr. In a typical episode, the team is presented with an unusual case the storyline follows the diagnosis of the patient's illness, a process often complicated by the internal competition and personal foibles of the diagnostic team. Gregory House ( Hugh Laurie), an irascible, maverick medical genius who heads a team of diagnosticians at the fictional Princeton-Plainsboro Teaching Hospital (PPTH) in New Jersey.
Perhaps Frank even had that resurrection tale in mind when told the House had failed to select a new president: “Still alive,” he replied.House, also known as House, M.D., is an American medical drama series which premiered on Fox on November 16, 2004. But he obviously took careful note of the detail that his great-great-great-grandfather didn’t die when people thought he did. Frank seemed genuinely jolted when he learned the story of Augustus Underwood’s demise was fabricated.
Most inexplicably, one of the series’s most dubious ongoing motifs, Frank’s obsession with his Confederate soldier ancestor, got pride of place with the war reenactor Eric Rawlings making a visit to the White House.
The wheeling-and-dealing with regards to the House and Senate vote felt standard-issue-yet more vote trading and blackmail and bribes on this show-though the unreadable progressive congressman Alex Romero did add a hint more mystery. Significant amounts of time were taken up with what seem like character-development subplots, such as Doug’s tryst with Laura Moretti, the widow of the man denied a liver transplant thanks to Doug last season. But after the last installment’s dark indication of a descent into dictatorship, the rest of this episode merely simmered rather than crackled. The episode opening, in which Frank sassily toured national monuments while updating the viewer on the state of the union nine weeks since the botched election, was classic campy Cards. But the more interesting Will-adjacent character to watch is Hannah, Claire’s Republican analog, openly hungry for the White House as she tries to protect her unraveling husband. Mark Usher, the turtlenecked campaign operative who’s new to this season, remains a perplexing presence. But you, my darling, my love … ” Joel Kinnaman has thus far played Will as genial and focused, but he’s now putting on a much more unsettling performance as the character faces mental-health issues as well as political ones. The scene of him seething at his wife was shocking in its display of heretofore unseen harshness: “These people, Usher and Marshall, they’re hired hands-they can’t be trusted. Will Conway is having his own version of these kinds of struggles as he stews in frustration at having won the election but still being denied the presidency. It makes sense that Team Underwood is being tested so much: The Underwoods are testing their country like never before. And Seth is receiving information from a reporter that could take down his rival Doug. LeAnn, for her part, is trying to wrangle Aidan Macallan, the computers guru on the lam who is threatening to leak damning information on the Underwoods if the manhunt for him isn’t called off. Doug is clashing with LeAnn, a somewhat gentler but still highly capable frenemy who’s whipping congressional votes with him. Frank had friction with Doug, the man whose murderous past may be coming back to haunt him-and who, as a result of said past, will not tolerate having his loyalty questioned. Claire and Tom Yates’s relationship has become increasingly resentful and stalker-y. Just count the clashes between supposed allies. Still, it was a fittingly sneaky end for an installment centered on skullduggery and strained trust. If that plot development wasn’t entirely clear, blame the structure of the episode, which didn’t quite spell out the succession rules until very late. That closing moment with her in the presidential quarters seemed to indicate that her intimidation of Blythe worked and she was selected as veep, placing her temporarily as commander-in-chief while the House remains deadlocked. Yellowjackets Is Art for the Age of the Hive Mind Megan Garber