The Corner

The Ending Cont’d

I know this discussion needs to wind down, but this is from James Lileks, who’s always welcome around here: 

  Jonah – count me among those who didn’t have to work very, very hard 

to convince myself I’d just been exposed, for a fleeting second, to 

the Naked Genius of David Chase in all its soul-scouring majesty. 

(Nor did I think the cable had gone out.) I didn’t conclude Tony had 

been killed; I didn’t conclude Chase was telling us Tony would go on 

in this state of feral fear until he got the can or the lead pill, 

and I didn’t conclude that we should take the words of Journey to 

heart and never stop believing. But I know what I didn’t want to see: 

I didn’t want him die, and I didn’t want to see him win.

Whatever that ending was, it was, as Jpod says about other things, 

stunning, and it worked for me: I just sat there as if struck hard in 

the face with a large mackeral, and there’s not much on TV that does 

that. Except for the revelation that Paulie was a Cylon. In any case, 

the explanations that followed later made for interesting conjecture, 

which is something you’d never find in a message board about the Star 

Trek Voyager finale.

Note: I’m someone who consumed enough fanboy Kool-aid to defend 

Kirk’s dying words in “Star Trek Generations.” But only for a day; it 

felt shameful, after a while. Forty-eight hours after the Sopranos 

finale, I’m still content. And still thinking about it, too.

PS – you’re all correct about Meadow. I’m sure somewhere someone’s 

insisting that her inability to parallel park was a symbol of her 

difficulty accepting her place in the mob culture, but those are the 

folks who also believe that the swap-out of one Darrin for another on 

“Bewitched” was an overt statement about the corporate culture’s 

ability to rob men of their individuality.