Despite having some of the most traumatic end of season finales you'll ever see and, much loved, regular characters regularly dropping like flies, Greys Anatomy is cosy television. We're not talking Downton Abbey here, where millions of viewers cocoon themselves away in a Sunday night marshmellow world that never really existed, or chirpy midwives in a Dick Van Dyke Cockney East End. No, Greys Anatomy is cosy television for people who don't really like cosy television. We have shootings, aircraft crashes, and all manner of natural disasters, stuff so life shattering it takes the characters almost a season to get over them. In fact they recover just in time for the next traumatic nightmare finale. But, let's face it, wouldn't you rather have cosy television, with an edge, that is blood, guts and wacky medical emergencies than an unfeasibly tall midwife or Martin Clunes in Cornwall?
Also Greys Anatomy is a much better programme now then when it started, it is less self centred and more of an ensemble piece and we no longer have Katherine Heigl sucking the soul out of the show. Greys Anatomy has never made itself out to be deep serious stuff and it is certainly no Nurse Jackie. But if you want your cosiness laced with seeing the inoperable operated on or characters going through mental and physical anguish, then I suggest you ditch the midwives and country manors and come over to the dark side of cosy.
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