Whelp, that’s it.
For those of you who woke up with a hangover from last Sunday’s episode, it is completely understandable. It hurts to see the show leave, but at the same time, the finale, entitled “Felina,” was giftwrapped. Every question was answered, all loose ends were tied up. Here’s a recap & review, only for those who sat through all 75-minutes. If you haven’t watched it yet, well, what exactly are you waiting for?
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The episode focused almost entirely around Walter and his last ditch effort to finish what he started. Appropriately, it all took place on his fifty-second birthday, showcasing the timeline between the premier and the finale: two-years from start to end.
A lot of people died. Lydia, Uncle Jack and his entire crew all met the same fate via Walter’s keen plotting. Lydia drank a cup-full of ricin, Uncle Jack and his men we ultimately lit up in an orchestral final display of carnage, as the machine gun was finally put to use on their entire hideout. The only ones left alive were Walt, Jesse and Todd. But that didn’t last long. Jesse used his handcuffs to strangle Todd to death and Walter met his fate, bled out upon the floor of Uncle Jack’s meth lab.
Despite the high kill-count, Walter also did a lot of good during his final plan. By threatening Gretchen and Elliott, Walt safely ensured that his son receive a whopping nine million on his eighteenth birthday. Walter also gave the coordinates to Hank and Gomez’s bodies to Skylar, giving her ample leeway to save her from imprisonment. Finally, Walter also got the chance to say goodbye to his daughter.
At first the episode seemed almost disappointing, but it needed time to digest. It seemed for a long time now, that Walter had become so bad that there was no way his inevitable death wouldn’t be big, rather than just a gunshot wound to the stomach and a slow demise on a laboratory floor. But, when it was all said and done, it is good to consider what might have happened were there one more episode, just to see the aftermath. It would almost seem that Walter hadn’t been in hiding this whole time and that he was working for Uncle Jack in Jesse’s place and was just another victim of the shootout.
The only problem in the equation is Jesse. He was the lone survivor from all this, and rightfully so. He certainly deserved to be. But, one would think his DNA is all over that lab, and, after what happened he’d not only be the lone survivor, but the lone suspect. Maybe that’s reading too much into it, but Jesse is entitled to whatever he wants after everything he’s been through.
The finale should’ve been called, “Breaking Sad.” It is hard to watch one of the greatest television dramas in history end, but the show is so good that it can will be remembered and enjoyed for years to come. Without question, Breaking Bad will never fizzle away.