Salon.com Arts & Entertainment | I Like to Watch:
"But then, maybe I'm nitpicking about a show that's always been custom-made for those who are fixated on tragedy. You know the types. Depressed people who frequently bring up some sadness that they 'never got over.' Moms who clip articles about terrible car wrecks or about the college kid who climbed up a tree to get his Frisbee only to fall to his death. Reformed Catholics. Neurotics. Doomsayers. Chronic worriers.
"Just to be clear, I fall into more than one of these categories, but when that hysterical, bloody procession comes rolling down the 'ER' hallway for the umpteenth time, or the likable dad shouts something to his cute kid about ordering a pizza once he's done with this little clogged artery test, and you know immediately that he's about to die, you really have to step back and ask yourself, 'Why the hell am I watching this?' "