I love Hugh Laurie. There, I said it. Why, when I was a kid I used to stay home “sick” from church so I could watch Hugh Laurie and Stephen Fry on Jeeves and Wooster. (It aired on PBS; I was actually nursing a tiny, terrible crush on Stephen Fry.)
You probably already know that, besides being English, Hugh Laurie is also a talented musician. I have long been convinced, in fact, that Laurie’s adeptness at the “American” accent is a consequence of having a musical ear. Laurie is a singer, too, and I think the Dr. House “voice”—which is nothing like Laurie’s own speaking voice—is probably a little bit like singing at a lower register, to the tune of whatever cadence and melody “spoken American” has. So I think it might be less “doing an accent” and more “singing.” The effect is convincing.
Where was I? Oh, yeah.
How many times has Hugh Laurie visited Craig Ferguson at The Late Late Show? Four? Six? I feel like he’s a frequent guest.
Still, it’s a rare pleasure to see him perform the blues “live”; here’s a video from last night’s show.
“I think I have been rather spoiled here (in America),” he said. “I can’t imagine there will be another one quite like this. … And I think I am extremely lucky to have had the one shot that I have had at it, and I wouldn’t go looking for lightning to strike twice.”
I still haven’t watched any of the seventh season, which hurts my heart, it really does, but when House actually got with Cuddy, I immediately lost interest, and from everything I’ve heard and everything I’ve read, I saved myself from a major shit show. But alas, the magical allure of Hugh Laurie calls to me constantly, and it will only be a matter of time before I suck it up and make my way through the last season. Sadly, I don’t think it’ll happen in time to see House be awesome and make friends in jail.
I know I’ve asked before, but this just tears me up inside: can someone please give me a reason to watch the last season, or this upcoming season, or anything past that beautiful first episode of the sixth season? If you can’t, can we just look back fondly on the first few seasons and remember the glory of bygone times?