I recommend a look at the work of the late queer theorist Eve Kosofsky Sedwick, especially her consideration of the differences between "paranoid" reading vs. "reparative" reading.
Having said that, I thought the series was beautiful. For me, the flashback episode was a major triumph. I could watch those two actors do their thing for many more hours. I love that once that episode was complete there were further elements of magical realism (as well as the word "magic" being used again and again) until the final frame.
Given that Tales of the City has always been a serial, I could live with serial tropes, including those borrowed from daytime drama: retroactive continuity, replacement actors, fuzzy timelines, and most frustrating for me, a major plot point resolved off-screen. That final point is one that has been consistent with each of the few original series I have watched on Netflix. There's always *something* that gets dropped or shrugged off to move the plot along.
Murray Bartlett may have been way too young to be the Mouse in the books, but to me he embodied more of that character than either of his predecessors in the role. Going by the timeline in the last three books, he was supposed to be heavy enough to have a "front butt" ... something Bartlett does not have. ("Magic!")
I was especially happy for the extended sequences after the climax that gave the core characters time to look at where they've been, to praise the younger generation for being more open than they were (which is *really* saying something when you think about it; except for Ben, who was a nightmare) and for reaffirming their love.
For me, the existence of this series was in fact, "reparative." Those characters were important to me when they were new, when they had been around for a while, and when they returned for a final bow. It made me, as a human, feel sort of like Harper Pitt's final hopeful monologue at the end of "Angels in America," where the souls of the departed rise up like skydivers in reverse, repairing the holes in the ozone layer. Because in this world there *is* a kind of painful progress. And it only spins forward.
Miscellaneous: The gay dinner party featuring so many out gay actors, giving us an A.R.T. "Warhol/Capote" reunion with Dan Butler and Stephen Spinella I had no idea I needed! Seeing such a resemblance between Ellen Page and Parker Posey that I never noticed before. The recreation of the Tenderloin. Molly Ringwald cussing like a sailor. Armistead at the wedding. Also, only the first three books in the series consisted of newspaper serial columns.
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Updated On: 6/17/19 at 04:58 PM