Iāve said it before but iāll say it again: Agents of Shield writers are too fucking good at their job.
So, like most of us after watching the AoS finale, I was big time sad. I loved it so much and there were so many good parts but..thereās just this weird feeling of dissappointment and almost confusion as to why theyāll never see each other again, why they split, why theyāre all in the same room virtually but feel so far apart it actually hurts... They all got the happy endings they deserved and no one died but i just couldnāt shake this feeling of longing..?
Well guess what guys, that shit was intentional.
Like the writers said:
āNo one we care for dies, but in some ways, thereās something almost more downbeat about an ending acknowledging the fact that even after world-altering events that forge permanent bonds, life just...goes on, in all its prosaic reality, the day-to-day intimacy that once existed an ever-more-distant memory. It may be an intentionally crafted sense of disappointment at the end of something meaningfulāa solid approximation of the way most of us feel saying goodbye to a part of our life that meant somethingābut it still feels like disappointment.ā
And when I read that I started crying because fucking damnit thatās poetic.
Because itās SO TRUE.
Itās what life is, isnāt it? Making connections with people and places eventually to just leave it all behind. Somehow, someway, in the seeming span of 0.03 seconds our lives are changed and weāre surrounded by new people and that friend that was our bestie forever and ever is now just a contact on our phone, our childhood home is just some building we walk by on our way to work or class or wherever...and weāre new people. Better people, changed people, broken people.
(Echoing the words of our favourite Scottish genius:)
...Weāre just different now and thereās nothing wrong with that.
And so are all the characters.
As much as I would have loved to see Philinda endgame and adorable MayDaisy bonding and Coulson giving Sousa the āif you hurt my daughterā talk except it would probably turn into āif you hurt my daughter..well sheāll probably just quake your ass sheās badass but iāll be by her sideā talk and the whole team on a quinjet flying off into the sunset...we already had that ending, remember? In Season 5.
As hard as it is, I suppose I have to accept that everyoneās changed. And now, having learned so much from each other and given all the lessons and love they can give, they have to take all those experiences and figure out where each of them fits in on their own.
Fuck it hurts. It really hurts seeing how awkward they all look sitting in those chairs in the VR meeting so far away from each other, no hugs, no drinks and laughs...just small talk. And what hurts more is seeing Daisy alone in that chair when the people she grew to call family fade with a flicker of code into thin air. But itās so fitting too, so painfully nostalgic. Because with the press of a button sheās shaking it all off and exploring space with her dorky boyfriend, sheās teaching her sister how to be a S.H.I.E.L.D agent, sheās taking people who have nothing and no one anymore, and sheās slowly building a family of her own.
(Just like a certain someone had done for her, believed in her, allowed her see her worth some distant memories ago...)
And that, my fellow friends, is fucking beautiful.
Now excuse me while i go cry for a bit about all this
