Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Time For The Truth
Yeah, so I watch "24," the TV show for torture-lovers. Whaddya gonna do about it?
Here's my point: last night, for the million and twelfth time, Hollywood has resorted to a death cliché that has no anatomic basis. I speak as a surgeon.
If you are shot in the gut, blood will not immediately ooze from your mouth. Nor, if it did -- from a highly unlikely rending of stomach and aorta in such a way as to rapidly fill the stomach -- would it be that sad little half-mouthful of maroon that materializes on cue, every time, as the eyes glaze over.
Same is true for a shot to the chest, from which, if there were blood at all, it would be in the form of fitful coughing, hardly lending itself to the sad music and doleful close-up.
That mouth thing? Dramatically dribbling dollop of damask drool? Complete bullsh*t.
Had to get it off my chest. Thanks. I feel better.