Monday, May 01, 2006
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10:51 a.m.
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Everything.Everyone.
Everywhere.
Ends.
This is the tagline for the final season of Six Feet Under, the critically-acclaimed HBO show about a family running a funeral home who have to deal with their own family issues amidst a constant influx of the recently deceased. At times poignant, it's also funny, irreverent, and realistic.
I would never call this one of my favorite shows because I think it hits a little too close to home too often to be readily embraced and added to any DVD shelf. Despite this, I think it's well worth watching and over the weekend I finally saw the final season.
The ending devasted me. I don't mean I had a tear or two, I mean I was emotionally crippled for the rest of the weekend. As sad as the ending was, it was also tremendously life-affirming. Amazingly timed to UK import Sia's song 'Breathe Me', the final episode, 'Everyone's Waiting', was everything a final episode should be and more. I thought about this episode for two full days and now I'm writing a blog entry.
I don't know what it was about that episode. It brought out every bit of grief I've ever had for those I've loved who have passed away. It made me think of Lucas, a boy I knew at Rainbow Daycamp, who committed suicide at the age of 12. It made me think of my grandmother, my other grandparents, aunts, uncles, as well as Jack and Rooter.
It's hard to explain without coming across as melodramatic. Perhaps Aaron would understand best. He and I watched the show together quite a bit, and one episode in particular left us both stunned.
I've attached a link to
YouTube where the final six minutes and the song I mentioned above are included. One of the main characters of the series dies a few episodes before this, and you can see the character in the side-view mirror as the car drives away. Just before, this ghost tells the departing person that "You can't take a picture of this. It's already gone."
For as depressing as this episode could be, it also has weddings, births, and many other joys in life. That's what I'm doing my best to take away from all this, but sometimes I feel that time is going by too quickly, so I try to hold on to as much as I can in my memory before it's gone.
After all, everything ends.
No worries, though. Even more begins.
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