Like I said before, I’m going to miss this show. For thirteen weeks every couple of years I really looked forward to Sunday evenings, and I don’t think I’ll feel the same way about Rome. As derivative as it could be at times (and I don’t think it was nearly as unoriginal as Goldstein will tell you) I think it approached many subjects that nothing on teevee has ever attempted to come to grips with before. I’m not talking about death here, lots of shows have dealt with death (although not many on a weekly basis). I’m talking about things like father/son conflicts, mental illness, drug use, religion. But mostly the show was about identity. The question that Nate (who was the main character, if you ask me) was always asking himself was, “Can I become the person I want to be? Or is it enough to pretend to be that person so that everyone I know is fooled?” I think he always found out it wasn’t enough, but he kept trying to fool everyone anyway.
Deep questions weren’t the reason I kept watching, though. It was, purely and simply, a very entertaining show. There’s nothing wrong with that, it doesn’t mean that it’s mindless. Teevee can be entertaining and still be good.
I thought the final episode was very good. There were no attempts to shock us, all (most?) the loose psychological ends were tied up neatly yet realistically, and the epilogue will help me feel like I haven’t missed anything when I start wondering what’s up with the Fishers in a year or so. I tried to come up with some comparisons to other last episodes for this post, but I’ve never really cared about a show from start to finish before. Buffy I dropped after a few seasons, then caught up with on DVD. Angel and Firefly I never really watched except on DVD. Seinfeld was a sitcom, so it doesn’t really count. Did anyone really care when The X-Files called it quits? Maybe I’ll feel this way about Battlestar Galactica in a few years (it’s definitely the best thing on the tube now).
Six Feet Under was my show, the one I where I watched nearly every episode on first airing week in and week out for five seasons. It makes me feel stupid, but it hurts to see a show like that go.
(If you’re wondering, the song played over the epilogue was “Breathe Me” by Sia, and you can find it on the second soundtrack. That little bit of trivia brought to you via AdTunes, which is a great website for that sort of thing. I still don’t know what that damn bumper sticker was, though. And who buys a fucking car to move to New York City?)
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