I have a confession to make.
I stopped watching The Wire after Stringer Bell died.
To me, those three seasons were perfect television and I just couldn’t get into the next season. I watched the last few episodes of this season, though, like checking in on an old boyfriend you still feel fondly for, but more for the guy you feel in love with, not the guy who fucked your friend.
This episode was both too much and not enough. Maybe they should have just ended it with the pentultimate episode. I don’t know. I’m glad Jimmy lived, even though, like all the women that love him, I’m tired of his bullshit.
And I loved the bar scene. Someone tell me where our bar like that is, because I want to live there.