No More Tuesday Nights With the Girls
Last night was the series finale of The Gilmore Girls. Sigh… I’ve spent my Tuesday nights in Stars Hollow for years now, peeking into the lives of Lorelai and Rory Gilmore and all the characters (and I mean that in the nicest sense) living in that little television town. It’s been funny. It’s been sad. It’s been maddening. It’s been almost like family… And now it feels like my favorite tv family has moved away. Sure, I’ll be able to reminisce about old times (that is, watch them on dvd), and maybe there will be little visits with Lauren and Alexis when they appear in movies or perhaps another television show in the future. But it won’t be the same. I’ll miss the fast paced talk, the snappy comebacks, the sarcastic wit (that drove my husband so nuts that he had to leave the room — he’s not a big fan of sarcasm), the cultural references… I’ll miss the Girls.
Last night’s episode wasn’t the best of the series by far. But we did get to have one last laugh at Taylor trying to control everything. Kirk carried on with yet more Jack-of-all-trades jobs. Babette and Miss Patty were just as gossipy, but sweet, as ever. Emily was her usual tough, abrasive self, but showed the vulnerability we’ve come to know lies under that grande dame facade. Richard… well, was I the only one who teared up a little when he made that little speech to Lorelai? And Luke… yes, we’re left with the hope that he and Lorelai are going to end up together — something we’ve all known was the right place for them from the beginning.
I’m going to miss the Girls.
(I warned you that there’d be the occasional non-cat post!)