Five years ago one of my favorite shows of all time, Angel, was canceled. That’s pretty crazy to me when I think about it. I didn’t love another show until two years later when Veronica Mars debuted. Of course, that was canceled about two years ago now too. It’s weird to me to think about Angel though. I used that show (correctly and incorrectly) as a metaphor for my own life so many times. In fact, I still quote an Angel line as my philosophy on life.
If there is no great glorious end to all this, if – nothing we do matters, – then all that matters is what we do. ’cause that’s all there is.
To me that was always the best thing about the show, the underlying philosophy of it and why I think it was better than Buffy in the long run. It’s weird how much things have changed since those days though. I’ve moved three different times (state-wise) since that last episode. I’ve had a kid. I’ve had a terribly failed relationship. I’m pretty much a whole different person now and the funny thing is, it still makes sense. The show still works for me. I can still use it (correctly and incorrectly) as a metaphor for my life. What more could you ask for?
