The Sopranos Finale: Left Me Wanting More

The Sopranos started off so strong this year; that’s why it’s so disappointing that the season winded down so weakly. The first three episodes of season six were truly great; they were mini movies really. To refresh your memory; Junior shoots Tony and Tony struggles for his live. The big mob boss actually wandered through purgatory (how kooky was that).

But Tony survived (he had to, I guess; I thought it would have been cool to see how everyone reacted to his death but what do I know). After that, season six had it’s moments. Most notably, the Vito and Johnny Cakes love story.

In season five, Finn (Meadow’s fiancÃ?©) caught Vito giving some guy a blowjob outside of a construction site. It was a weird bit of footage and nothing more was really made of it. Early this year, though, Vito’s homosexual tendencies came out in full swing. In one of the funniest moments in Sopranos history (Sopranostory, if you will); Vito, in full leather, biker gear, offers to buy some hairy, scantily clad dude with nipple rings a drink (now, when I say I found this funny, it wasn’t in a hate mongering kind of way because hate mongering is never funny).

Of course, there were two low level mooks collecting drug money from the gay bartender; thus, Vito’s secret was no more. So Vito did what any outed homosexual mobster would do; he bolted to a quaint New Hampshire village full of people just like him (or were they?)

In New Hampshire he fell in love with one of the most infamous characters in Sopranostory, Johnny Cakes. Johnny Cakes was a fireman/biker/chef with a Fu Manchu mustache. Vito was in love.

I’m not homophobic, but the Sopranos writers and producers dragged the Vito/Johnny Cakes saga into the ground. It became boring and old; you knew Vito was either going to get killed in New Hampshire or get killed when he came back to New Jersey (the latter happened); you could only watch them make out in a field so many times.

Other than that, nothing really happened. Johnny Sack went to jail. Christopher kicked heroin then he relapsed, then he kicked it again. AJ and Tony’s relationship was rocky then it was better. Phil’s still pissed off about Tony B. killing his brother. Phil has a heart attack and almost dies.

All in all, the season left a lot to be desired from the final eight episodes (the Sopranos return in January with the final episodes of all time). In the season finale, I kept waiting for something horrible to happen when the family gathered at Tony’s house for Christmas dinner, but nothing did. I guess that was the point.

I just don’t get it.

The writers and producers have their work cut out if they want these final episodes to be on par with what viewers expect; or else the Sopranos legacy is in jeopardy

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