The end of The Sopranos
I watched the final episode of The Sopranos yesterday. Having had the second to last episode spoiled, I was determined to not let myself have the last episode spoiled as well.
And in that vein, if you've not yet seen the last episode, look away.
Really. Look away.
There's a lot of people up in arms over the ending. I don't think there is a reasonable scenario that could have been filmed that wouldn't cause some group to be all upset. People have too much time on their hands and have stupid priorities.
But anyway. The final episode. The hard cut to black.
I loved it. I still love it. After thinking about it for a while, and thinking about how much tension I felt at the end, I can only conclude that this was the best choice for an ending. I was on the edge of my seat during the diner scene, completely wrapped up in it and the hard cut was like a sudden breath. By shocking the viewer with...well...nothing, I think David Chase was explaining why a show that was only supposed to be around for a season or two had instead grabbed peoples attention for six.
The character of Tony Soprano was larger than life in many ways. It is very fitting that we do not learn what happens. Was there a hit? Was the FBI there ready to humiliate him in public? Did everyone simply live happily ever after? Was the whole episode a dream? (For the record I don't believe for a second it was all a dream, but that's another discussion).
I'm not a fan boy, I simply enjoyed watching it. And that includes the end.