I have never seen a more perfect ending.
I don’t even have the words. I sure as hell can’t sleep.
Everything, all the loose ends. Every wrong, somehow righted. Everyone’s honor restored. The beginning of everyone else’s story, and Walt’s perfect finale.
I thought everyone was going to burn, that only fire could absolve Heisenberg’s sins. I thought none of his accessories were walking away, that everyone who’d dipped into his wake would be crushed. I was so wrong.
If there’s one thing Breaking Bad has done consistently, it’s manipulated our emotions with startling precision. Who didn’t walk into this episode disgusted, feeling spent by the show, abandoned and sickened? But morality is relative, a man’s intention has gravity, and his legacy is his alone to define.
I am so happy, and I am so ripped apart.