As Mr. Brilliant said last night, "They made me stay up for THIS?"
Has a creator of a beloved television series ever before said the kind of resounding "Fuck you" to an audience the way David Chase did last night?
We've been had, folks. From the whining A.J. being used to hold a mirror up to ourselves the way Paulie Walnuts holds his reflector up to his face in front of Satriale's in the penultimate scene while the Christopher-obsessed ginger cat lazes in the sun to the use of Journey's "Don't Stop Believing", David Chase decided to address the speculation once and for all by closing his series with the overwrought Steve Perry
singing:
Some will win
Some will lose
Some were born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on
Is using lyrics from bad 1980's songs the cheapest adolescent ploy in the world, or what? Methinks Chase is teasing us about a movie or a series return he has no intention of delivering, playing A.J. to our funeral mourners.
Whether Chase likes it or not, there is an emotional connection that viewers have to the characters in a series, and when it ends without SOME sort of resolution, it's as if the characters got hit by a bus -- sudden, violent extermination from existence. We need to mourn and adjust.
Alan Ball knew this, he respected it, and when he ended
Six Feet Under, he gave us the greatest series ending of all time:
I've seen this scene at least fifty times, and it still gives me chills.
"You can't take a picture of this, it's already gone."
Isn't that the meaning of life in a nutshell?
Labels: The Sopranos