Bunch of haters on this thread. I fucking loved it. It raised as many questions as it answered.
How did Dickie go down in history as a hopeless drunk and addict?
Who pulled the trigger on the hit?
Sally was fucking awesome, with his exquisite taste in jazz and how he morally centered the whole thing, like that Jewish shrink Melfi passive aggressively sent Carm to go see.
Great touch having the actress who played Livia look like Carm. Of course Tony is gonna marry his fucked up mom.
Him trying to control her with Mother's Little Helpers. Idealism, or power?
So many LOLs...Chrissy voicing over "Neil Young gave that speech from the Moon"...When Italian hottie moves in for the kill on Dickie and he's enraged, but only because his wife might see them, not giving a shit about Hollywood Dick...
Callbacks / easter eggs: When Tony is lying there in bed, watching Newark burn a few blocks away, it's him in his coma, in that purgatory hotel, surrounded by California wildfires.
"He doesn't have the makings of a varsity athlete."
The foreshadowing of infant Chrissy freaking out at Tony's embrace...and the old lady saying Chrissy knows shit....Chase could make prequels doing back to the days of Ancient Rome and it would always be the Sopranos fucking over the Moltisantis.
If you think that was meh or sucked, y'all need to find Jesus, in short.