Edie Falco plays a tough, able, partly jaded emergency room nurse with a taste for Percocet, which she conceals by performing delicate operations on packets of artificial sweetener. I think the show is supposed to be "realistic" but it really works, if it works, by taking everyone's conception of "emergency room nurse" and multiplying by 3. Among the incongruities: How is it that the Falco character ever hooked up with the large hunk of milquetoast who is her husband? She has one cell phone for him and another for her boyfriend, the hospital pharmacist, and I've said enough for you to guess what she sees in him.
Our disc from Netflix for the second set of episodes was defective and I think we've decided just to skip ahead in our queue. Still, almost everything else on TV is worse. I love watching Falco, and Merritt Wever, as a nursing student, is a revelation, a word all professional reviewers work into their favorable reviews, along with luminous.
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