A smart doctor called Dr. Max Goodwin has become the director of the oldest public hospital in America which is considered to be the only one in the world capable of treating Ebola patients. He tries to do his best to make it better as it has so low funds and few staff.
The long-term diagnosis is iffy at best, with the main characters and their cases coming off as not that special or interesting. Some creative surgery is needed, lest New Amsterdam risk expiring prematurely on its own operating table.
Even if you are familiar with television's tendency to make shows about great white-dude geniuses who tell everybody else what's what and inspire the uninspired, the bluntness of the instrument at issue here might surprise you.
It is as baldly manipulative and corny as heck - the pilot ends with a Coldplay song - and even a little ridiculous. But the actors sell it, and the fact that the action can seem so unlikely oddly just makes it more compelling. If only!
New Amsterdam, like its supposed hero, ostensibly has good intentions... But in the meantime, it's weighed down by an albatross of a main character who, despite his best and oft expressed wishes, isn't helping much at all.