Friday, June 5, 2026

Suspension of Disbelief

For those of you who don't know, or don't care, or don't know AND don't care:

One of the current offerings on television is "Memory of a Killer."

The plot line concerns (I swear) a hitman with Alzheimer's disease. Really. I am not making this up.

It's done as a serious crime drama. I suppose it could also be done as a comedy, albeit with only one joke ("Sheesh, you killed the wrong guy AGAIN!").

But I have to say that the most ridiculous, implausible, absolutely impossible part of the show is that a neurologist would have an office this tidy:

 

 

I can only assume that Patrick Dempsey, the producers, set designer, and pretty much EVERYONE involved in the show have never actually seen a neurologist. Our offices are a disorganized mess of paper stacks, writing implements, plastic brain models, Star Wars & superhero figurines, Post-It notes reminding us to pick to tomatoes on the way home, journals we've been meaning to read since the Clinton administration, reflex hammers, dust bunnies because the cleaning crew gave up years ago, and empty Diet Coke cans.

No, I have no idea what the bowl of colored ping-pong balls is for.

If you know a neurologist whose office looks like that, please encourage them to seek professional help.

 
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