it is the last one... girls on girls. and i will miss it so much.
and if anyone is wondering what i think (haha hi!) about the finale. well. i think the girls-on-girls crew missed something key in the epic rom-com finale.
they missed that we KNOW. we know how wrong all of it is. i don't think it is supposed to be beautiful or romantic, but sad and sadder-still. because most definitely marni and charlie will not survive. (or if they do they'll wither beside each other in a hateful, hurtful, blue-valentine kind of existence.) and adam and hannah are not good for each other. they're completely toxic. they are abusive and cruel and clumsy. and, sure, adam runs to save her and will always run to save her, but he also gave up his sobriety because of her. and she will always ask him to come running and - like snp notes - will never be the one to run to him. that ending wasn't triumphant. it was the sick cycle of dysfunction. only shoshanna is maybe okay. realizing who she is. i think she will be the one to survive. to become a whole human thing
(and, too, as snp says. so many of us want this. despite knowing what a lie it is. the montage. the music. we want the rescue and the grand gesture, while at the same time despising the rescue and the grand gesture. because of course we only want it when and how and with whom we want it and the chances of it coming our way in some other combination reeks of all the rom-com-non-consent-gender-essentialist bullshit we have pushed in our faces constantly. and it is a frustrating, awful, sad thing to both want and know.)
i hated that episode. but i'm pretty sure that was the point. just like we are not really supposed to like the characters very much very often... i don't think we were meant to actually enjoy that finale. because finales don't exist in real life and having everything wrap up nicely when you know there is a tomorrow to deal with... that is scary. the finale can't hold. and so i loved it.
