I know you probably don’t write every episode of Boardwalk Empire, but you can’t deny that you, at the very least, have some influence on the story lines.
I cried when Jimmy Darmody died. I thought he was, as the main character of the show, invincible. It felt like Ned Stark dying all over again. For a whole week afterwards, I was sure I missed something. I was certain that he wasn’t really dead. I argued that he would soon make a triumphant return and get revenge on that ugly, charmless asshole Nucky.
But I was wrong. You had to go and kill him for real. He hasn’t even made a cameo since his death! Why no flashbacks, Boardwalk?
But as cool of a character Jimmy was, he was still a pretty fucked up individual. No particular ethical code per se. Eddie Kessler (Nucky’s German assistant), on the other hand, was a paragon of loyalty. He was always willing to do his duty without complaining, and strong enough to last DAYS of torture before finally giving information to the feds. And that was only because of his intense shame and guilt, two emotions which we all know only good people feel. You had to go and kill him, too.
And now this.
Richard Harrow is (nay, *suppressed sob* was) possibly one of the most interesting, understated, mysterious, charismatic characters in television history. He was a kind-hearted, brutal gangster. As loyal as Eddie, yet more righteous, and all the more likable for it. You can tell he didn’t enjoy the violent shit he did. He was only willing to do it because it had to get done, on some Ghost Dog shit. He was a war-hero, for christ’s sake. That scene when he runs up on Gyp Rossetti’s crew in a room full of people was so fucking epic.
And despite his terrible luck–from his face being blown off to best friend dying to his best friend’s wife dying–he maintained a fascinating calm and resoluteness. Richard was an inspiration for all the freaks, all the misfits out there.
WHY ARE YOU SO ANTI-HAPPINESS?!
He was so close to being content! Imagine if Richard, his sister, his new wife, and Jimmy’s cute kid were all living happily in the woods, a self-sufficient, lovely family. He would have finally been free of the violence he obviously hated. He would have lived the American dream. That kid would have grown up to be awesome!
Now we’re left with the least interesting and attractive characters. No one really cares if Nucky, Eli, Al Capone, or George Mueller live or die.
WHY COULDN’T YOU HAVE JUST KILLED NARCISSE? OR DOYLE?!
I hate you. Not really. The show is still beautiful. The cinematography, the acting, the lighting–all impeccable. But please, yo. Writing a happy story does not mean you’re selling out or going Hollywood. Happy things happen in really life. Good things really do happen to good people.
I’ll probably keep watching either way, but I sincerely hope you cut this shit out and stop killing everyone I love.
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