MONK

MONK


Monk: "If I'm wrong, which you know I'm not..."


Sharona : "So you remember how many jelly beans you saw?"
Monk : "Its a blessing and a curse."


Speed Dater Woman : "I like your eyes."
Monk : "They came with the face."


Sharona : "Adrian! Ths is a picnic. You have to sit on the ground."
Monk : "I can't. Animals do things on the ground. Terrible, terrible things."


Adrian Monk : "This is my assistant, Sharona"
Ambrose Monk : "Hello, we spoke on the phone."
Adrian Monk : "Oh! so you can dial a telephone! I was worried. I thought you might be paralyzed or something."
Ambrose Monk : "I wasn't paralyzed.
Adrian Monk : "I was being sarcastic."
Ambrose Monk : "You were being sardonic. Sarcasm is a contemptuous ironic statement. You were being mockingly derisive. That is sardonic.

There's this guy called MONK. He's got a real bee in his bonnet about certain things. The walking talking freakshow that he is doesn't really stop him from exerting his mental appurtenances on things that creep and hide away from the light shed by the cops. He is "The" Obsessive Compulsive detective. He isn't my role model. But his finicky habits and his idiosyncrasies catch my attention. The little things that he does while letting his thoughts interfere with his actions, can sometimes turn comedy to desperation. A glorious assertion of will and darned good luck pulls him through so many tough times that I truly feel jealous. I feel jealous when I find that I am outdone in local harmony and methods, not to speak of solving crime and murder mysteries, by a person as timid and recessive and yet someone indeficient enough to sink his teeth into the perpetrator of crime and murder. I am proud to introduce the savage among yokels, the bearer of light Prometheus in a world drowning and half-drowning in bucketfuls of darkness, the killer of doubt and confusion, the saviour of the hapless, the protector of the clueless; without further ado, I give you, Ladies and Gentlemen - Adrian Monk.


His fears consume him: from the tiniest specks testing his frail mental state to snakes, elevators, needles, mushrooms and milk which terrify him mortally. The trump order goes like this germs, needles, milk, death, snakes, mushrooms, heights, crowds and elevators. The special ways deviced to avoid handling such situations are a visual treat. Personally, I don't take pride in grinning at other people's discomfiture. But a rather advanced trait of rationality endows me with the fine sense to appreciate a Monk, when I see one. His frayed edges are ascribed to the inability to pull himself out of the loss of the character who happened to be his wife. He has a smarter brother called Ambrose Monk. His nurse and friend, Sharona Fleming (now replaced by Natalie Teeger) and his ex-boss Captain Stottlemeyer add sanity to his colorful yet fragmenting world. His attempts to solve his wife's murder lead him through the series, as he hops along solving many cases on the way. Tony Shaloub plays the inimitable Monk. By the way Adrian Monk is a fictitious detective who used to work with the SF police Department and he features on USA Network & STAR-WORLD.