We finished watching, as a family, the final season of "Person of Interest" yesterday. I am in mourning. (spoiler)
Posted by
landbeck
Aug 7 '16, 12:47
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I mean, you know, I liked the show. I love the way they used music (especially the Philip Glass and "Ex Machina" tracks on the finale).
But I can never tell when I am going to be pole-axed with grief watching someone grieve on screen. The scenes of John at his Dad's funeral, the abrupt change in the young cop's demeanor when he realized the briefcase held presents for a child's birthday, the scene with the policeman notifying the wife/child, the cops talking at the bar later, where the machine recalls them sharing, "the meaning of life," the seeming digressive debates in the final several episodes about a person's life being a wave, or a shape.
The explanation that a person's life can be seen as different moments, and then the metaphorical trip the machine takes as Root back through some of the deaths it has witnessed, and how a person's final moment can be seen as the most important.
It just put me in a really pensive mood. It made me miss my son. It is hard, sometimes, to muster the energy and focus to do anything, to spend the time to do anything, to try anything, when the ending of something else has been so painful.
So right now, I'm glad my wife invited a new family over to dinner with us tonight. I have to go make the hamburgers, slice the tomatoes. Maybe fry up some bacon for the burgers. It's good to move.
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