I loved Bones. It was the one show with the romantic element that truly had an internal emotional conflict between the characters. An arc that over the past four seasons the writers have been developing in a thoughtful way. Each season the intimacy built until finally the hero (Booth) confronted the heroine (Bones) with his feelings.
Still not ready to overcome her issues the next four episodes were spent with her trying to deal with his feelings and ultimately ended with her running away. For me it was a plausible option. They can’t be together so they have to be apart.
Now it’s time to bring them back together and see what happens.
I hoped for only one thing. One blessed thing. That the writers would not take the tired, overly clichéd path and bring them back together with… wait for it… another love interest. Of course it would have to be him since he declared his feelings and got rejected. Please, I begged the TV Gods, just don’t go there. It is SO done. It caused me to stop watching House last season. There is NOTHING new in that storyline because we all know what is going to happen. The viewers will hate her. Bones will be jealous. Eventually the love interest will leave. That’s it folks.
Unless the writers have the grand idea of killing off Bones and spinning a new show with Booth and the new love… there is nowhere they can go. The end has already been written – it’s just a matter of how many shows it takes to get there. And I’m so sick and tired of watching it play out over and over again in exactly the same way. I watch this show because of Booth and Bones. Let me see their growth. Let me see them work to overcome her issues. Maybe give him some new issue… whatever. Why oh why do TV writers always get this wrong?
And it occurred to me... my fascination with TV characters was really the beginning for me as a writer. Back in the 80s there was a little known show called Tales of the Gold Monkey. It was with Stephen Collins (when he was young and hot) and an Irish actress I can’t remember. I LOVED this show. It was set pre-WWII in the Pacific. He was a flyboy pilot. She was a bad lounge singer who was actually a spy. Naturally the romantic angle was played until what happened… wait for it… he got a new love interest. She was jealous. He was uncomfortable. It all went wrong… blah, blah blah.
I wanted so desperately to change it back then. I was ten or eleven watching this show thinking no, this isn’t right. He’s not supposed to be with this new LI. Can’t he see the other Irish girl is jealous? That show ended...which led me to Remington Steele, Moonlighting, Scarecrow and Mrs. King (the only show to ever get it right in my opinion) and so on….
I became a writer to "fix" television shows. To make them go my way. To have the characters do what I want. I discovered fan fiction years back with West Wing and Josh and Donna (another couple who suffered woefully at the hands of writers who kept them apart with other love interests. I think those writers- both Sorkin and post Sorkin - did it like 5 times.) All I can say is I’m so thankful FF wasn’t around when I was growing up or all my energies would have been put into that instead of writing my own stories, my own characters.
This season I’m going to DVR Bones and have a friend tell me when the “new” love is gone. Then maybe I’ll consider going back.
But my goal is to spend that hour every Thursday working on my WIP. Making my characters do what I know they should!
Am I alone? Any other TV couples that drove you crazy with the will they/won’t they?