Well, I found I was one with thousands of my fellow NCIS viewers at the end of this season, when the total surprise in the last minute of the show unfolded. My jaw did indeed fall open and I did indeed literally say “Wow – no way!” and I then added the yell “Ziva!”
I gotta say, I’m actually pleased that I did not see this coming.
I’m glad my entertainment, just ending its 16th season, can still be of such a high calibre that it can figuratively ‘knock my socks off’. And it did so after an episode that was already suitably bizarre, in both plot and characterisation. This show ain’t rolling over for no one.
And I was also pleased to find that this final scene was shot in secrecy, after the midnight hour, with a skeleton crew, and the actors arriving at the sound stage by a back door.
So, I wasn’t the only one surprised..
I realise this was the end of a season (a very satisfying end), and not the end of the series, but I do pause to juxtapose this event with the immensely publicised ending of Game Of Thrones. I have watched little of Game Of Thrones, though I certainly praise the production quality and the character development. But, even though I have nudged fantasy with a stick in my own writing (yes, I even had a dragon) I am not a fantasy fan. So I can not tell if its series ender was true to the created world or not. But it sounds as if millions of fans thought it was not.
Yes, NCIS is television of a different ilk, but it still manages to keep its followers where they should be – on the edge of their seats.
I owe my life to Hitler, though I never met the man. My father was paid to stop Hitler, so there is no conflict of interest. I was given a thunk on the back o' the head by God when I was fifteen, and within a week began to write. I haven't stopped. My first novel was accepted 'over the transom'. My first editor/author luncheon in New York included a naked man with roller skates at the next table. For the sake of research I have lain on Kafka's grave, but I did not weep. I wish upon my own gravestone the phrase "Thank God He Didn't Die A Virgin". There is truth in every truth - so watch out.
My published novels include the popular fantasy A Lost Tale and the thriller The Bonner Deception. I also have two editions of humorous and spiritual short stories, The Elephant Talks to God, which are appreciated by both young and old.
My manuscripts range from stories about unicorns and druids in the 'Passing Through Trilogy' to the 9/11 destruction of New York. I have filled in the missing diaries of Franz Kafka; recounted the first person dementia of a serial killer; explored the outrageous lifestyle of the famous; and listened in while an elephant and God converse. I currently switch my attention between the saga of a family of onion farmers, from Fourth century Italy to the present day, and a contemporary NATO thriller.
I live in Canada and make Nova Scotia my home.
I prefer to travel by train, but embrace the computer age with passion. I am always on the hunt for unique onion recipes.
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