I get bored easily. And while I would say my bar for suspension of disbelief is relatively generous, it definitely exists, and once it snaps, we’re done. Last night, I finished S5 of Monk and then watched the final two eps of S8. I just couldn’t take any more of the preposterous plots. (Not that the finale itself wasn’t beyond absurd.)
While I liked the Natalie assistant more than the Sharona assistant, I think the shows were better with Sharona. Idk if this was due to the acting talents of Bitty Schram or the fact that the writing was fresher overall, but regardless that’s my opinion. Sharona sometimes annoyed me, it’s true, and Natalie didn’t, but maybe that’s simply because Natalie was so much blander. I also thought the Captain’s divorce was a cheap writing device. Like damn we’re running out of ideas… we gotta get someone pregnant or divorced. Sorry Leland, your wife’s gotta go. They didn’t even bother coming up with a reason! The reason was he “didn’t know why” she was filing. Dumb.
I’m sad though, since I love Monk, the protag, and I thought the first two seasons were fab. He deserved every episode to be great, not stupid like getting amnesia (another cheap device) and ending up in Wyoming or that absolutely idiotic one with the shock jock and the dog. Omg and that ridiculous thing with the excon befriending him just to steal a postcard out of his mail. That may have been the worst.
I’ll miss my brief fling with this show. While I’m nowhere near the Monk level of OCD, I found much to relate to and smile about.