TM final season
It’s strange, you know? For all the shows I’ve seen so far in my life – and that’s a lot, trust me – I’ve never been with one from start to finish and loved it for just as long. Sure, I watched Stargate from the very first episode on, but given that it was ten years, the enthusiasm decreased with time. I still enjoyed the show, but the big love? No, that was long gone.
There were others I watched for years and saw end, but not a single one of them meant as much as to me as The Mentalist.
So many people seem to be worried because of the spoiler that said something about Jane giving a speech in 7×10. Now, we all know what will happen in the episode – the promo made that clear, one of them will die, and those who have paid attention also know who it will be.
But, as usual, I am not worried when it comes to Jane and especially Jane & Lisbon, contrary to the seemingly common mood in the fandom right now.
I wanted to be disappointed. Really. Actually I was disappointed after watching the season premiere. Promos, articles and interviews big on promising loads of Jisbon, and then that? Huh. Not really what I was expecting. No kiss, no hug, no shared house, no nothing we got to see. Well, apart from some origami and an oldtimer.