bury the ending - six feet under

can you spoil a post in a blog no one reads? whatever - fans of SFU - consider yourself warned.

i was prepared for a little sentimentality...i even welcomed it. while it was odd to suddenly kind of hate rico and vanessa - were they buzzards or what? it was nice to see david confront his demons, even if they were a little too literal. i liked that ruth and claire finally stopped fighting for shrew of the year and that ruth set claire loose. i thought ruth's transformation from catatonic to insightful, warm matron was a little fast, but george, historically, has inspired a lot of personality changes in her. i even accepted nate's 180 on willa, andthe fact that you know but never really know that maggie must certainly be carrying his child.

but that ending. the montage. unbelievably bad. all of them - was that the *same* wig? and did it originally belong to the crypt keeper? all white and futuristic...and still utter schlock. brenda at some wedding fat and pregnant again with stock handsome normal guy next to her? yeah - he's the kind of guy who'd be dating a single mother of 2...that guy wouldn't last 5 minutes in a room with billy, the mother and olivier. and was there a shot of another where an all-grown-up anthony is all buff and seated next to a buff asian guy? come on. and claire would never marry ted. rob pointed out that he was certainly banging a stripper before she even got on the highway (and the 10?)and she would have found some hot skinny indie artist in NY to curl her toes. horrifically lame.