Fade to Black!

 I had a desultory day yesterday unable to stick to anything I started. I’m on vacation - actually a staycation since I hadn’t expected to have so much time off before returning to work later this month. (Oh, that’s right! I never told you that after leaving a company I loved, I returned to it a year later.)

Anyway, with so much time on my hands, I decided to binge watch HBO’s Sopranos. And I hated it! I know. I know every one else I talked to loved it. But except for all the Italian slang that brought me back to my childhood, I hated it. I hated all its criminality, brutality and senseless violence.

I hated it even as I managed to watch the first five seasons, but when they killed off -. Oh, I won’t ruin it for anyone who hasn’t seen it yet, but when then killed her, that was it for me. I couldn’t take another minute of it - except that I did watch the last ten minutes of the final episode because I’d heard that the ending, a simple fade to black, left many viewers confused. But for me that fade to black was deeply satisfying.