The End of The Wire

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.

4 thoughts on “The End of The Wire

  1. Woman, do not give up on The Wire! Sure, it’s sad that Stringer’s beautiful, capitalist evilness is gone, but you’re in good hands, remember that! Season 4, set in the school system?? Holy shit, it was so awesome!! I don’t know where they found those child actors, but they were the realest people I’ve ever seen on tv. The kid, Dukey, just broke my heart every time.

  2. I worship at the altar of the Wire, and love every hour of it.

    I will say, though, that Stringer brought a bit of frisson to the show that was sadly missing once he was shot.

    As compelling as the school and newspaper storylines were in their own right, they lacked a charismatic counterpoint to McNulty. As much as I’m Omar’s bitch through and through, he really is more of a counterpoint to Bunk than to McNulty and the two seasons without Stringer do feel a little lopsided in that respect.

    That being said, I do urge you to catch Seasons 4 and 5 when you get a chance. Even if they aren’t as good as 1-3, they’re better than just about anything else ever televised.

  3. The four young stars of season 4 are worth the ‘trouble’ of watching. Witnessing their denouement not only will break your heart, but beats testimony to the utter insanity of the war on drugs, and makes you wonder how many wonderful children are still being trampled, even in our city.

    All that, and it wasn’t pedantic or trivial. I’m afraid we won’t see too much TV like the Wire again.

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