The Wire? Forgetaboutit!
My lovely, tolerant girlfriend knows me and understands me better than anyone in the world – eccentricities and all – and somehow still decides to like me, after seeing me struggle and slowly over-come possibly the hardest moment of my life: the end of the Sopranos box-set. The loss and utter devastation I felt after completing episode 86 a couple of months ago is indescribable…but blatantly I’ll give it a try! It was kind of like discovering, falling in love with, and finally embracing into every part of your being, the most perfect, custom-made-for-you thing…and to then have it taken away from you. You knew it was going to leave you, that was always the deal, yet even when you were completely aware (i.e. approaching the end of season 6) you were still not ready. Nothing can really prepare you for the horrifying void created at losing your true love.....Wow! It got a bit weird there…any who, I suppose my point is that I really liked the Sopranos and was a bit gutted when I fini...