Auuuuuuuuggggggghhhh! No! Son of a motherless…damn it!
In short, big, huge things happened on The Wire last night, and David Simon and crew have apparently signed up for the Jossian philosophy of giving viewers not what they want, but what they need. I don’t want to spoil the way this final season is winding down for those of you discovering the series on DVD, but this is one show that doesn’t allow for any easy outs. Legends are brought down in mundane fashion. Power brokers get their flour by grinding the bones of the poor and displaced. The little guy doesn’t fix the world.
And here’s how you know: only on The Wire would a noble, ethical newspaper editor cap an episode in which he has finally taken a bold stand for journalistic standards by dismissing as just another crime an act that will shake the city’s underground to its core. Because, noble and ethical though he may be, our ink-stained hero just doesn’t know how the other half lives. You could, though–really, start from the beginning, and start now. You might be howling in dismay with two episodes left to go, but it will be because you care.