Wow.
I've got two words for you: Sopranos movie! Oh yeah, babe, there are so many loose ends left hanging, I'm thinking a movie is in the works. Silvio's hanging on but still in a coma, it looks fairly certain that Tony is going to be indicted, things have cooled off between the New York and Jersey families, and I believe a movie will happen.
My favorite moments: Paulie and the cat. An orange cat that was hanging out at the safe house is adopted by Tony and the guys and now hangs out at the BadaBing. The cat creeps Paulie out, because the cat keeps staring at a picture of Christopher. Even when Paulie is sitting outside at Satriale's, the cat plops down on the sidewalk by him. Too funny!
Phil got his comeuppance, in a big way. (I had thought there might be more bloodshed in the final episode, but apparently that was the domain of the previous episode.) Not only did he get shot in the head, his SUV was still in gear and rolled over his head. Gaahhhh. A passerby puked. But that seems to be the end of the feud. Tony and the guys met with Phil's guys, and everyone agreed to back off.
And the real kicker was the final scene in the diner. Someone described it as Hitchcockian, and that's perfect! There was so much tension...it seemed that danger and death was right there, even as Tony and Carm and A.J. ate onion rings and Meadow struggled to parallel park. Again, the contrast in this show is one of the things that made it so great, and it's what made that last scene so appropriate, if unsatisfying. Tony is having a bite with his family, and for most people that would be the most normal, mundane thing in the world, but he can't trust anyone, and everything and everyone seems fraught with danger. This is how he lives his life.
When it ended so abruptly, Ken and I looked at each other and went, "Huh? That's it?" Then the credits rolled in silence. What seemed so odd at first seemed oddly right upon reflection. Especially when you think about how a movie would tie up those loose ends so nicely....
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