Sopranos. Fin.

I can't believe last night was the last Sopranos episode for all time. It was contrite, boring and crawled along slowly. The plot was, at times, unbelievable. The lowlights:

New York had New Jersey on the ropes, knocking out both the #2 (Silvio) and #3 (Bobby) before sitting down to a settlement. That's right, New York sold out it's own acting boss, Phil Leotardo, rather than face any more hostilities. Even though we did not see one piece of action the Sopranos took against New York - not one!

The last bow was disappointing to say the least. David Chase clearly did not have the guts to show us something real about the future of Anthony Soprano. As he sits down to dinner with his family, we have our curiousity peaked by any number of malicious-looking strangers. Then, everything goes black. No music. Nothing for about 20 seconds. Are we supposed to think that Tony was hit? Or were we supposed to supply our own ending to the series? Either answer smacks of cowardice by Mr. Chase. He simply didn't have the guts to give Tony and the rest of the Sopranos the ending they deserved, something with a little more "oomph" than this non-ending. Whither the indictments? Hostilities with New York? Did Paulie betray him? If not, who? Too many questions are left unanswered, for fans that have been kept waiting, far, far too long.

The Sopranos eked out last night with a whimper, a sorry way to go for, what had been, a very entertaining series.