As quoted at : NY Times Digital Typically, Atlanta reality shows lampoon and sentimentalize the travails of the nouveau riche working in glossy public arenas like fashion, sports and music. “Married to Medicine” does the same thing, but in the supposedly more high-toned world of surgeons, gynecologists and psychiatrists — what one cast member calls “this prestigious lifestyle of being a doctor’s wife” — and its humor has a more classical feeling, reminiscent of a half-century of American social comedy or, more directly, the movies of Tyler Perry. For now, before the need to hold our interest leads to inflated outrageousness and the inevitable accusations of falsity, it’s playing like a pretty good sitcom. The laughs flow from the contrast between the pretensions on display in the cast members’ suburban McMansions and the vivid language used to puncture them — like all good reality TV, the show is its own best critic.
The two primary antagonists in the pilot are Toya, an emergency room doctor’s wife who is both awful and hilarious, and Quad, a psychiatrist’s wife who is new to the circle and immediately labeled low-class and hotheaded. “I can see ghetto from a mile away,” Toya tells the camera, her eyes flashing “I told you so.” “She probably dated a drug dealer at some point, and she lucked up on the doctor dude,” she continues. “At the grocery store.” Toya Bush-Harris pictured below.
The combative Quad, wearing her heart on her sleeve and delivering suspiciously well-cadenced, heart-tugging speeches about the barbarous way she’s treated, seems likeliest to emerge from this scrum with a continuing career — you can already see the spinoff in which she goes to work as a grief counselor or motivational speaker.
The most interesting figure, though, is the reserved, almost patrician Jackie — Dr. Jacqueline Walters, an obstetrician and gynecologist — who speaks, with a mixture of jaw-dropping condescension and shrewd self-awareness, for the dignity of the medical profession and the women of the New South.