Television Without Pity reviews the final Buffy in fine sarcastic form.
Hey, Angel just referred to Buffy’s weapon as an axe, not a scythe. Remind me why I ever thought he was stupid?
Hey, he’s not always the quickest on the uptake, but when he gets there, he makes it look good. Every once in a while he does get it right. Glad we’re not the only ones who’re bitching about the whole “scythe” thing.
For a second, Buffy seems happy to think that Angel will be fighting beside her, but then she tells him he has to leave, because the WB only authorized him for an afternoon of shooting, not a whole week.
And damn them for that. Oh, wait, if he’d stuck around he would’ve ended up wearing the Pretty Princess Pendant™, and we really can’t have Angel getting all immolated just when his show’s been picked up for another season. Silly me.
Y’know? I think it’s BUNK that Anya and Andrew got paired together. They’re both fairly weak fighters. It would have made more sense to pair one of them with either Wood or Giles, but I guess it’s some sort of poetic justice that Anya died so that Andrew could live. And by “died,” I mean her whole character arc croaking after “Selfless” so that we could focus on Andrew.
Suddenly Spike gasps, “Oh bollocks,” and a column of bright light bursts out of him and shoots upwards. Oh, please. Like I didn’t already know that the writers think the sun shines out of Spike’s ass. Do they have to go and make it all textual like that?
My God, I have no business being a writer, because I could not have said it better than that in about a million years.