The Obligatory Finale Post
Smallville is over. Done. Finished. Kaput. The fat lady has sung. I feel I should say something about it. I haven't been doing recaps this season not because I haven't enjoyed the show, but because I just don't have the mental energy anymore. I've still been squeeing over it on Twitter and with others in chat type things, don't you worry.
Now, about the finale specifically. It wasn't perfect. It wasn't even close. There are a lot of things I could bitch about and over analyse and be disappointed in. But I'm not going to. Why? Because I choose to simply take it as it was, enjoy what it gave me that I loved and be grateful that I was given an ending I can be generally satisfied with rather than the show getting cancelled and leaving off on terms not its own.
I love Smallville. The imperfections and missteps of the final episode don't change that. Nothing will. So good bye, show. I will miss you even if you will live on in my DVD player.
Now, about the finale specifically. It wasn't perfect. It wasn't even close. There are a lot of things I could bitch about and over analyse and be disappointed in. But I'm not going to. Why? Because I choose to simply take it as it was, enjoy what it gave me that I loved and be grateful that I was given an ending I can be generally satisfied with rather than the show getting cancelled and leaving off on terms not its own.
I love Smallville. The imperfections and missteps of the final episode don't change that. Nothing will. So good bye, show. I will miss you even if you will live on in my DVD player.