Whoa, The Sopranos' Season Finale goes out with a Whimper
After three seasons of knocking this show I thought this year was a bit of a comeback. My friends were all disappointed in it, but I kept saying that while it was nowhere near as good as the first two seasons, it was back to being entertaining at least.
But last week's episode with the home movie of Carmela in Paris was admittedly pretty bad and this week, virtually NOTHING happened.
Well, one thing happened. A storefront gets blown out in "Sheepshead Bay."
Actually, the town they used really wasn't Sheepshead Bay but my town of Ridgewood. I was working out at the gym a block away the night they filmed this explosion. Fresh Pond Road, between Catalina Bakery and the Glen Lo Irish Pub, which you can see in the scene.
But other than that, nothing.
Next season they have the Eight Final Episodes and everyone is hoping the show goes out a winner, but really what leads you to believe that that is even possible. They've clearly run out of ideas. They've killed off at least half their great characters and the other half are being given less to do.
Off the top of my head, I don't remember a great ending to a great TV series. Seinfeld was awful in retrospect. Everybody Loves Raymond was ordinary. Cheers was weak. Mary Tyler Moore was memorable, but great, nahh. MASH was overlong and actually revealed everything that went wrong with the show after Frank Burns left.
I'm putting it to you. I would like you people to tell me what you think was a great final episode to a TV series. Because I'm stumped. When Mike and Gloria moved to California, that would have been a perfect finale to All in the Family, but instead of letting the show go off in the sunset, it jumped the shark with the ugly little niece and the Puerto Rican tenant (Mr. Bunkers).
As Paulie Walnuts would say, "Marone."
The Freditor
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