Six Feet Under

Bravo, HBO.

I don’t know if Six Feet Under will replace Sopranos as my favorite TV show of all time, but it’s certainly a worthy challenger.

It was sad watching Nate die a few episodes back, but, in the end, it was a terrific concept on the part of the writers. First, it gave one final storm for us to see the family through — a logical breakpoint as the rest of the family members began their lives anew. Second, he wasn’t totally gone — much like how when we lose someone, their impression on our life is still there, answering our wandering mind’s questions about what they would say or do if they had still been around.

Hats off to the writers & producers. No episode stands out as cookie-cutter formulaic. I almost shit myself the episode where David was kidnapped. And David & Keith somehow became my favorite TV couple along the way.

If Rome is this good, I tell you, I want to have HBO’s babies.

3 Responses to “Six Feet Under”

  1. GraceD Says:

    Well put.

    If ‘Rome’ doesn’t satisfy, take heart - Curb Your Enthusiasm comes back in September.

    (For some crooked reason I’m envisioning Larry David in Roman soldier gear.)

  2. ben Says:

    The ending where everyone died was strange.
    I enjoyed the whole thing though.

  3. sang Says:

    i liked the scene where they were spreading butter on the coffin. oh, wait. i don’t have cable.

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