[Spoiler alert: If you haven't already seen last night's final episode of The Sopranos, you may want to skip this post.]Besides Phil Leotardo that is (truly, truly a brilliant scene). Jess and I spent several minutes trying to parse what we think might have happened after our screen went black (and yes, we were among those people who thought their cable had gone out). Is it Meadow who takes the bullet? Or Tony? Or does Meadow arrive just in time to see her whole family blown to bits?
I suppose we'll be pondering this for a long time--or at least as long as it takes David Chase to convince James Gandolfini to pick up that white bathrobe and continue slouching towards Bethlehem. A remarkable ending to one hell of a show. Thanks for the memories, guys.
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