For five seasons this show was constructed and written with thought and meaning in the smallest of details. Everything had its place and had a purpose and as we watched we felt like we were a part of something special. Sure there were things that maybe seemed out of place at the time but they were there for a reason, we assumed. It was like watching a master carpenter working on a beautiful piece of furniture or a great painter working on a masterpiece. Every motion had a deeper meaning and it was up to us to be involved and ponder what could be next. Then the last 2 seasons..... No meaning... no purpose... no direction, but yet we still tried to find the meaning or the purpose in what we watched. To me the master carpenter that took 5 yrs to construct a beautiful table and just as it was almost done ready to lay the magnificent top to finish an heirloom decided to run down to Home Depot for a piece of plywood and nail it on for the top and go all done... Or Imagine the painter who has labored for 5 yrs with every brush stroke and just about to complete a masterpiece like the Mona Lisa and looks down sees a box of crayons and decides to draw a smiley face and go all done. WTF did I just watch.
