I grabbed this PDF because I recommended the Scrubs rewatch podcast to my colleagues at work, and one of them (who's never seen Scrubs) recommended this book to me as he'd seen it on Twitter. This review is dedicated to him.
I enjoyed this book, but just to be super clear for anyone who's thinking about buying it: it's touted as a book about Scrubs and it's not really a book about Scrubs. There are so many asides, so many digressions, and so many long-winded illustrations that have way more to do with basketball than they do with Scrubs. And the author knows this (case in point: the thing gets so disjointed that at one point the author actually has to put a line of bold type that says "OKAY, START READING HERE. WE’RE TALKING ABOUT SCRUBS AGAIN" just to give you a place to skip to, which he clearly knows most people will want to do). One essay is literally just a list of YouTube videos related to Scrubs and things he wants to point out about them, and one is literally just an email thread argument between he and his wife. 😂 I think this is really more of a book about the author, Shea Serrano, and various things that his Scrubs-related observations can tell you about him. Not an uninteresting read! Not at all. But for a short book to be so off-topic so much of the time, it leaves little in the real substance department where Scrubs is concerned. But what did I expect? Philosophical discussions about the deeper meaning behind symbolism at Sacred Heart? A searing character investigation of Dr. Jan Itor and the psychological toll his malpractice took on his patients? A sweet reflection on season 9's finer points, as even though I don't like it as much as the other seasons, I still think it's a great show when you evaluate it on its own when you compare it to other shows that were on at the time rather than comparing it to the other seasons of Scrubs?
So that being said (the fact that this book is barely even about Scrubs), I still thought it had a lot of heart, a lot of honesty, and a lot of chutzpah. I smiled and nodded a lot while reading it. And I sure as heck can tell that Mr. Serrano is just as much of a head-over-heels, frothing-at-the-mouth rabid fan of Scrubs as I am. And I respect that.