Soprano’s ending eery, brilliant, and
just like the War on Terror

Other than the Sunday morning political shows, Meet The Press with Tim Russert, Fox News Sunday with Chris Wallace and The Chris Matthews Show, The ProConPundit doesn’t have much in the way of must-see-TV since NYPD Blue and Will & Grace folded. I have sporadically seen the Soprano’s over the years and always enjoyed it. My friends, Sue and Jim invited me for a BBQ Sunday including a huge, flat-screen, HD screening of the Soprano’s Finale. I loved it. The Soprano’s Finale broke the cardinal rule of insipid, superficial American television: it lacked closure. It required us to think and to imagine. Thank God.

Beyond the pondering and reflections by bona fide Soprano’s fans on the future of Tony and company, I think the Soprano’s finale offers us a metaphor on the War on Terror. An unconventional war, there will not be a surrender, a victory day or a wall for Mr. Gorbachev to tear down. We may reach a point where we think the worse is passed, but like the scene at Holsten’s Diner, you just never know who’s going to walk-in or whether they guy at the counter is nosey or a hit man. Not sure what’s worse: looking for closure in a TV show or trying to use the ending as a metaphor for a war! Anyway, great show.