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The whole Christmas theme seemed a bit tacked on, since there was zero indication in the streets that Christmas was happening, and yet we're left with an orange-yellow scene that just makes you want to smack somebody.
I have a feeling the next batch of episodes are going to be brutal. "The calm before the storm" indeed. So many people could die for so many reasons.
The FBI guy informing Tony was weird, and who does it serve? My brother and I have quibbled before over who will end up with the family. Christopher is the obvious choice, but he's a junked out nincompoop. One option was for Meadow and Anthony Jr. to cohelm, but brohyme just doesn't have the instinct. Meadow would be a good option, which would hearken back to the lady leader in the Italy episode, but Meadow's ideals would obviously clash.
Whatever. Chase is definitely toying with us. The whole series has had the underlying psychological current, where the nutbag mob boss goes nice guy, but underneath could still kill his own son if it was necessary.
The saccharine elements of this season will be vindicated in the next episodes. You don't reinvent television only to end it with caramel coated smiles. This is not Sex and the City, or Felicity: this is The Sopranos, where things are weird, absurd, and events transpire that makes the viewer get that look on his face that Christopher gets: the wide eyed, questioning, did I just crap my pants look. Heads will role.
At least I hope so.
