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Though I agree with Freddie on our being inundated in garbage and the pettiness of lists and the pitting of works of art in Cage Matches to the Death...The Wire simply makes my heart sing in a way no other art ever has. I love me some Art...but I've never felt more respected and included than when I watch an episode of The Wire. No translations, no music, no 'framed experiences'...just respect for the characters and for the audience. Silences, glances, quiet revelations, gunfire, and drugs. The simple fact that the top-billed actor on the show barely shows up in the 4th season because he didn't serve the story. They didn't have the guts to kill Nate on Six Feet under until the second to last episode...
The Wire has yet to hit a false, forced note yet...and here's betting that this coming final season will not disappoint.
"They screw up, they get beaten. We screw up, we get a pension."