I like Zach Braff. There, I said it. Well, maybe not the Zach Braff who just released a new terrible looking movie, but the Zach Braff that I can watch whenever I want on Netflix. During the early seasons of Scrubs, Braff’s J.D. Dorian was adorable, the perfect amount of sweet and naive and quirky. This was long before he got too weird and turned into a cartoon character, a la Eric Matthews on Boy Meets World, and before Scrubs had that whole not-finale and went on for one more unnecessary season. That’s the Zach Braff I choose to remember.
J.D. was like the cute quiet, slightly odd boy in school that said peculiar things that made you like him even more, like his affinity for appletinis, his buddy Rowdy the taxidermied dog, the fantasies and daydreams, and his earnest need for approval from Dr. Cox. The earlier episodes were darker and more honest, as he explored what it means to be a human who desperately needs to be loved and a doctor who has to tamper that part of his personality in order to be effective.
Remember “My Old Lady,” when he spends time with an elderly woman who decides to die peacefully rather than undergo dialysis, and he tries to convince her to keep on living, and they talk about life and not feeling regret and everything else I think about while I’m stuck here on my laptop on this sunny day? That’s J.D. at his best.
OK, second best, because we can’t talk about J.D. without mentioning Turk, his one true guy love. I guess the point I’m trying to make here is, Zach Braff should make a movie with Donald Faison (with a soundtrack by the Shins, obviously). I would give Man-Date all my money.
Nadia Chaudhury doesn’t think she’ll find anyone who will love her like Turk and JD love each other. Sorry, Josh.