I remember a time when networks, both broadcast and cable, would never premiere a series or air a finale on a holiday. Holidays were saved for sporting events, or special broadcasts of classic films, like Wizard of Oz or Gone With the Wind (in my family’s case…Star Wars). So, I can’t help but think that a network like AMC has an ulterior motive for ending The Walking Dead on Easter night. Perhaps it’s the overtones of redemption and rebirth, and the renewal of faith? Whatever the reasons, I do know that there are a great deal of fans who will be quite unhappy tonight as they travel home from wherever they spent their Easter dinner.
It is hard to imagine that Season 3 is over already. My obsession with TWD began with the pilot episode and has not wavered. The emotional attachment felt by throngs of fans is rivaled only by those of the original SW Holy Trinity, in my opinion. This speaks volumes for the quality of work by the creators, cast, and crew of TWD. I’m already feeling sick to my stomach knowing that after tonight, I’ll have to wait until Fall for new episodes. And worse? It has been confirmed that 27 will “die” tonight. 27. I can’t even…
I know I touched on the subject earlier this week, but I am truly grateful for the friends that I have made on Twitter, thanks in great part to our shared love of TWD. I know that I will not be alone tonight, in suffering a broken heart.
And so, without any further rambling or predictions about who will or will not perish in the final episode, I bid you all farewell for today. I hope that those of you who celebrate Easter have a very happy one, and that those who don’t, enjoy this beautiful day. It’s a good bet that my Moody Monday post tomorrow will be replete with recaps, minor spoilers, and joyful sorrow.
Enjoy the show, everyone! And thank you, again, to the creators, cast, and crew of The Walking Dead for changing my life.