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Sunday, August 21, 2005

I am no good with endings. I can't even think about watching the final episodes of shows like M*A*S*H, the Golden Girls, or Mary Tyler Moore as I know I will just cry the whole time. And the episode of All in the Family where Edith dies-- forget it. Saw it once and I never plan on watching it again. (I'm not just terrible with fictional endings-- real life endings are impossible too.) So tonight was something like a 16+ tissue night with the series finale of Six Feet Under. It remained an incredibly fucking brilliantly genius show all the way to the very end. And I don't think I have cried that hard in a long time (ok, well, since last week, but whose keeping track?). It is truly amazing how a show that is all about death can say so much about life. I'll need to own all 5 seasons on dvd.

posted by knit wit | 8/21/2005 09:19:00 PM

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