The Day The Music Died
So the end has come for the Sopranos. The day the music stopped. All week the BF and I discussed every possible ending with every possible person we know who is a Sopranos devotee. And who would have thought.
Sometimes you win and sometimes you loose. Sometimes your the windshield and sometimes your the bug. My endings in my mind were much more dramatic, exciting,less exciting, less dramatic ad infinidum. Does life imitate art? Or does art imitate life. Art imitating ART? Anticlimactic, nothing much changes. The music just stops. Does a tree make noise when it falls if no one is there to bear witness? I remember what Nancy Marchand said to AJ just before she died. "In the end we die alone and none of it matters." or something like that. Symbolism with no meaning....Was it profound or just a red herring. Maybe the answer will come in John from Cincinnati which began before the silence had died. HMMM. Leave it to HBO.
2 comments:
I never got into this show. And now I'm glad cause I heard the end was extremely disappointing.
Peace,
Scout
Now the buzz is that Tony did die; he had talked to Bobby Bacala about how it felt to die and he said something about "You never saw it coming." The fade to black was supposed to be him getting blasted.
I will miss the show. I make friends with characters sometimes, especially those tortured souls like many on the show. I will miss it.
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