[Dr. Sheldon
Cooper has been rehearsing his Nobel Prize speech.]
Dr.
Amy Farrar Fowler [played
by Mayim Bialik]: “Sheldon, why
are you talking so fast?”
Sheldon
[played by Jim Parsons]: “I'm trying to get my speech down to ninety minutes.”
Amy:
“Nobody's going to be able to understand a word you're saying.”
Sheldon:
“Welcome to my life.”—The Big Bang
Theory, Season 12, Episode 24, “The Stockholm Syndrome,” original air date May 16, 2019, teleplay by 13
writers!, directed by Mark Cendrowski
So, after 12 seasons, The Big Bang Theory is finally over. True, the show may have stayed on about three years too long and the finale a bit predictable. But at least showrunner Chuck Lorre wasn’t untrue to the spirit or premise of the show or make a hash of the whole thing, the way Seinfeld went out.
Remarkable, too, isn’t it, that with roughly seven
co-equal stars, Lorre does not seem to have a major problem with any of them—unlike
his other megahit, Two and a Half Men,
which had far fewer leads to handle, but one of them happened to be Charlie (“I
got tiger blood”) Sheen.
(As you might be able to tell from the credits listing above, I am rather astounded that 13 writers contributed to the finale. I always thought it remarkable that eight screenwriters had a hand in the old Tom Hanks movie Turner and Hooch, about a man's relationship with his dog. But I guess that the necessity of ending this sitcom on--pardon me!--a bang required extreme measures.)
The
Big Bang Theory ended with Sheldon’s resounding professional
success, but even if he and Amy hadn’t ended up winning the Nobel, the series
had already made plain, they and their friends had already succeeded—by finding
personal happiness through mutual friendship and love.
It’s an old message,
maybe even a clichéd one, but in this time and culture celebrating winning at
any personal cost, maybe it has to be taught and learned all over again.
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