Breaking Bad, ’tis time.

So I have been in mourning these past couple weeks and delayed my thoughts and feelings about the Breaking Bad finale…or Felina as Vince Gilligan would have it. I watched the ending (and re-watched it) and feel that the series, as a whole, has been absorbed completely into my subconscious. And here it is folks:

After experiencing the ending episode debacles of Sopranos and Lost, I can honestly say that Breaking Bad had the perfect ending. I think it’s safe to say that I knew Walt was going to die. It would have been writing suicide to give him cancer, make it go into remission, bring it back, then go away again. It would have been too…convenient.

I love the “protagonist becomes the antagonist” angle. I loved WW in the beginning and sympathized with his plight all the way until the end, although I admit I hated him just a tad at the end. I loved the supporting cast almost as much as I did WW. Jessie, Saul, Mike, Gus, Skyler, Marie, Hank (although I started to hate him after he took over a town under a dome- but that is a bitch session for another time), etc etc. Well all except Jack, but that is the creative genius that is Michael Bowen-he plays the bad guy angle well. I even enjoyed the George RR Martin-esque ending. Nothing like killing off pretty much everybody to get the blood flowing (no pun intended).

I felt like I could personally connect with most of the characters.I could be Walter White…hell I could be Jesse Pinkman. Then again I could probably be Saul, and have been contemplating making up some creative business cards for some time now.

I will miss you Walter White (as most of my family and friends know all too well from my Facebook posts) and I truly hope that someday a show will touch my heart like BB did. Until then, I have The Walking Dead to hold me over.

Have an A1 day!