OC Finale
So, it’s over. I feel funny inside.
Even though I felt it was time for this show to end, it’s like a guy you didn’t really care about any more breaking up with you. He’s gone. You were annoyed with him and tired of him, but you miss him.
After a great start to this last season, I personally felt the show went downhill again. The plotting was as frantic as a child rocketing from one carnival ride to the next. “Just slow down!” I wanted to shout. Once again gold mines of opportunity were passed over. Ryan’s issues with his father were never addressed in the in-depth way I’d hoped and expected to see. Taylor, whom I really enjoyed, was rammed down our throats in massive doses. Too much! And Julie’s romantic entanglements took center stage. The back and forth nonsense between Bullet and Frank was crazy. Yes, I agree Julie needed to learn to stand without either man and that part was great-but it all happened with such breathtaking speed it was completely unbelievable.
As for the finale, I felt it was like a tall cappuccino. I sipped and sipped and couldn’t get past the foam. In the last few seconds I finally reached the coffee-a couple of inches in the bottom of the cup. That final montage with the music affected me in a way the entire rest of the episode didn’t.
Farewell, OC. You were special. Then you weren’t. Then you were again. Then you left me ambivalent. I loved you anyway.
Even though I felt it was time for this show to end, it’s like a guy you didn’t really care about any more breaking up with you. He’s gone. You were annoyed with him and tired of him, but you miss him.
After a great start to this last season, I personally felt the show went downhill again. The plotting was as frantic as a child rocketing from one carnival ride to the next. “Just slow down!” I wanted to shout. Once again gold mines of opportunity were passed over. Ryan’s issues with his father were never addressed in the in-depth way I’d hoped and expected to see. Taylor, whom I really enjoyed, was rammed down our throats in massive doses. Too much! And Julie’s romantic entanglements took center stage. The back and forth nonsense between Bullet and Frank was crazy. Yes, I agree Julie needed to learn to stand without either man and that part was great-but it all happened with such breathtaking speed it was completely unbelievable.
As for the finale, I felt it was like a tall cappuccino. I sipped and sipped and couldn’t get past the foam. In the last few seconds I finally reached the coffee-a couple of inches in the bottom of the cup. That final montage with the music affected me in a way the entire rest of the episode didn’t.
Farewell, OC. You were special. Then you weren’t. Then you were again. Then you left me ambivalent. I loved you anyway.