I tend to like good shows, and therefore I tend to like shows that aren't afraid to kill people off. That said, although I might complain about their death for a couple days, I usually don't burst into tears.
*UNQUALIFIED SPOILER ALERT*
I cried for an hour at the end of Homicide: The Movie, and it wasn't over the guy who died, but the guy whose fate was left pretty ambiguous at the film's conclusion. I'm counting it as a death since that was one of the options and it certainly made me sadder than anything I'd watched on TV before, or since.
Gutsier than just killing off a character (which the show has definitely done before), is the decision to end a beloved series with one of its two main characters facing a life (however long) of misery, and making no efforts to soften the blow. It was actually only at the end that my dad realized this show was about Bayliss. Go figure.
And with that, I am off with the froomies to enjoy four nights at Uncle and Aunt J's beach house. Then we return and it's reunions and graduation(!).
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