I finally finished watching Dexter last night. The second viewing, after a gap of 4-5 years, meant my rating for Dexter on IMDb went from 8/10 to 9/10. This is what I used to say whenever anybody asked for my opinion on the 96-episode TV series-
36 great episodes, 24 good episodes, 35 decent episodes and 1 disaster series finale. The 96th will make you feel bad for watching the first 95. I would rather they had let the main character die in the end. It would have been poetic, like in Breaking Bad (the only TV series so far that deserved my 10/10 rating on IMDb)
After the re-watch, and having had time to reflect, I think it makes sense why Dexter ended the way it did. It is a show about a serial killer, so obviously it shouldn’t have a happy ending. Also, Dexter is not Breaking Bad. Dexter is Dexter, and due credit to the entire series. The story was well told.
Actually, the more I think and talk about the ending, it makes more sense to me. I get why he wasn’t killed off, neither was he made to reunite with Hannah and Harrison. It is what he deserves- to live alone after losing his loved ones, and live with his actions for the rest of his life. It is worse than death.
I remember Dexter having had an impact on me the first time I watched it a few years ago. Nothing says it more than him being on my list of 5 most favourite fictional characters of all time. (Read: Role Models)
That is all for today. Ciao.