I was fortunate enough to have seen the last show of [one of] the greatest American show ever. (The Wire comes in [first] {ed. note... after re-watching the entire run of The Wire in anticipation of season 5, I have decided that The Wire has far more replay value, thereby trumping The Sopranos. At least to me. 1-10-2008}) Me and my homies were lucky enough to have a lovely little red-headed lady let us watch it in her abode when their electricity went out 20 minutes before show time. My thoughts on the last episode? At first I thought the cable got fucked up. Then I realized, "Wow. That's the ending? America is gonna hate this shit." I knew that I couldn't judge it until I watched it again, so I did. Now, rather than being confused, I admittedly think it to be brilliant. The writers of this show never cease with the insight, wit and humor. If you agree with me, then you believe that Tony didn't die. Without getting too Georgetown deep with it, that last scene was merely an opportunity for the audience to experience the life of a man that is, and will forevermore be, constantly paranoid. Notice how he was intensely surveying everything? Every single person that came in that front door of the diner? Every muthafucka that was dining? I believe that the audience thought the guy sitting at the counter that went to the bathroom to be a threat, be it police or criminal, because Tony saw him as a possible threat. Such is life for the Don. If you've been paranoid before, you'll empathize. That scene was filmed perfectly, and if you didn't like it, I urge you to watch it a few times again. But, no matter what people think of the last episode, it did exactly what it was supposed to, make folks form their own thesis and elucidate said thesis at the water cooler. It made, for one, me want to watch the entire run again. Now I only have Entourage and The Wire to look forward to. Once those are off, what in the fuck am I gonna watch on TV? Surely not those new HBO shows. That John From Cincinnati is as wack as Cincinnati, and let's not even talk about that shite with those two metrosexual New Zealanders... HBO, up that game, mayne... And people, please. I know muthafuckas read blogs and never leave feedback, but at least on this one satiate the inner dork in me with your thoughts on this monumental series finale...And... for anyone who has forgotten any of the seasons prior to season 6.2, check this 7-minute Sopranos synopsis...
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Hey, at least Phil Leotardo got it. He got fucked up!! Thats all i wanted!!!!!!!!-Mr Hunter, 808
I BEG TO DIFFER MY FRIEND, THE GUY SITTING AT THE COUNTER WAS INFACT A THREAT. Remeber when Bobby and Tony were on the boat, and Bobby asked "I Wonder What Death Is Like" and Tony said something to the effect of "It's Just Pitch Black and you hear nothing" The guy at the counter came from the bathroom and shot Tony! If you notice when meadow came in you didn't hear the bell, and it went pitch black. What ever the case I liked it good script!
damn maal. good analysis. i forgot about that conversation between him and bobby. that was flashbacked to in that last episode. i forgot all about that shit. hmmm. see ameica hated the ending, but it was excellent. see the reaction it warrants? everyone has a theory on it...
SOPRANOS IS 4 FAGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(6 month's late. Sorry CMB. Here's a double-quarter-pounder comment to make up for it)
Like I said 17 times to 13 people. I'm fine with the ending. Just a little let down.
Maaltronix' point is an excellent one- that's some PhD shit to notice.
Mr. Bistro's point about life living with paranoia- absolutely right on point. Not a good feeling.
So here's why I felt a little let down... as much by the whole last season as by the finale.
Sure Phil got splatted. That was fun. Eating peyote was fun. Still can't believe Tony killed his own nephew- fun nonetheless.
My complaint is that the show either didn't need to go on for as long as it did or it could've kept going forever. Basically I didn't think there was any more or less resolution, meaning, suspense, prupose, creativity with this finale than any of the season finales before.
I didn't need em to wrap it up with a nice pink bow, but...
Think about how well the wire manages to move the story around in a compelling and purposeful way, showing you every nook and cranny of this world along the way.... and still be a show entirely about characters.
The Sopranos was really only about the characters to me. Sure they whacked somebody here and there. Sure there was a subpoena every now and then. And every once in a while it was really compelling story (Adriana getting killed...as an example)
I basically felt like every single episode I ever saw, save 5 or 6, was teeing up what was supposed to be the craziest show ever the following week. The finale being only marginally more compelling than every other season finale in the past... and only so because it there was so much hype. So it was ironic. That's clever but...
And fuck anybody who disagrees with me on this... I needed to know what happened to Sil. If you spend 7 years getting to know and like a character, then you're owed more than they gave.
Just kill him.
And motherfuck AJ Soprano. He should've tried again...
After I spent almost a third of my young life watching that show... I felt a little let down. Sue me.
That being said,they did usher in the greatest revolution in television/film storytelling in history.
Probably the single most important show since I Love Lucy (completely groundbreaking if you're not familiar w/ the history)
I'll always love it. I just felt like I got suckered into watching that show three years longer than I needed to to get the same result. And basically a whole bunch of people got rich as a result.
That's my 8 ounces.
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