So, I finally finished watching the finale of Six Feet Under last night. Damn, I'm going to miss this show.
I have to admit the first part, before Claire leaves, was the kind of ending I generally hate. All of these completely messed-up people suddenly pulled their shit together, at the same time, out of the blue? Not likely. But I love the actors/characters enough that I didn't let it bother me.
And then the ending. Damn. I hate that Keith died violently. I hate that Claire and Ted spent 20+ years apart. But I love that Ruth and George stayed together. And Brenda married again but still stayed part of the Fisher family. And Durrell became the next "Fisher and Sons" son.
And how much did I love David and Keith's 100% gay kitchen? A lot. I wonder what our kitchen would look like if we painted the cabinets white...
Edited to add... that blog that I quickly backed out of so I'd remain unspoiled? Turns out she hadn't seen it yet, either. D'oh!