#bojack ending

[exhaustedeyess]

[pe0pleall3rgy]

Shows are a never ending life, of course. A silhouette that stays when you are gone…

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i just wanted to say your pfp reminded me of diane nyugen from bojack horseman. speaking of which, do you have any opinions on bojack horseman you'd like to share?

That is Diane! :)) My header is also BoJack Horseman with Diane's amazing quote "Sometimes life is a bitch and then you keep living". I love her and this show SO MUCH, and I absolutly have opinions I wanna share.

If I had to pick an episode that encapsulates what this show is, my picks would be:

Let's Find Out

The Shot

That Went Well

The Underground

Episodes that balance comedy with drama so well I can't even begin to dissect it. Let's Find Out's framing device being a game show is so smart, AND THE ENDING- The Shot is so objectively silly but god, it's the only time (?) we see BoJack full on cry. In The Underground they burn and eat Zach Braff✨️ That Went Well just- words can't do it justice.

I also really like the ending. It's PERFECT. (Not literally). BoJack's journey was about radical freedom, about how all of his actions are his fault, about how after rock bottom, life will still continue.

This theme is the reason why the most important episodes aren't the finales. Having BoJack face all the consequences for his actions is the best way to conclude his journey. It's not conclusive, but that's what the show has been saying this whole time.

Also also, Diane's arc in season 6>>>> Like. That's so real. Stories just kinda creep up on you sometimes fully formed. Negative emotions fuel so much art, and her need to make sense of her trauma by using art to help others, and how it parallels Penny--- the show actually stated that tragety has no meaning in season 2. Herb's death was so stupid and served nothing. BoJack tried to give it meaning, but there was none.

Also also also-- the show called out all the freaks who use BoJack to excuse themselves.

You see these writers care about what they're putting out there. And on top of that, it's also an amazing scene. It's like It's You being followed up with That's Too Much Man. Head in the Coulds -> The Showstopper.

Btw – two of the best episodes if the show are one with all words and no words. Both end with a joke that has a meaning. BoJack could have apologized this whole time. And I love that theme that played at the end of Fish Out of Water. AND Free Churro was nominated for an Emmy! Deserved.

I could keep going, but other points I'd like to touch upon deserve a full meta. Thank you for this ask, I had an excuse to talk about BoJack Horseman! Asks about Bjhm are ALWAYS welcome.

[mahmoud-mimy]

"We're not doomed. In the great grand scheme of things, we're just tiny specks that will one day be forgotten. So, it doesn't matter what we did in the past, or how we'll be remembered. The only thing that matters is right now, this moment, this one spectacular moment we are sharing."

[miss-americanbi]

watching “Bojack Horseman” while working out cancels out any self improvement i’m doing this year like PEMDAS

[vv4nn4b3]

“But this is it; the deed is done. Silence drowns the sound. Before I leaped, I should have seen the view from halfway down.”-Secretariat, Bojack Horsman

[nostalgiaenvy]

Netflix’s “Bojack Horseman” came to an end in 2020.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

a good animated show must have at least 4 of the following:

- gay

- existentialism/nihilism

- morally grey lead characters

- horrendously depressing themes/messages

- psychedelic weird shit that highlights the absurdity of life

i don’t make the rules (i do make the rules pls recommend me shows—i’ll put the ones i’ve watched in the tags, feel free to add any you think of)

[exhaustedeyess]

[actual-changeling]

An angel and a demon walk into a bar.

It sounds like the beginning of a joke, one that would have annoyed Crowley greatly before- before. Maybe it would have been mildly amusing, were it not for the fact that it is a pub, not a bar (a mere technicality that somehow still mattered), and it is the first time in seven months that he is looking Aziraphale right in the face.

He chose the place, walked right out of the bookshop and across the street the second Aziraphale looked at him with his stupid purple eyes and opened his mouth. Same table, same drinks. New silence.

A demon leads an angel into a pub so he does not kiss him again.

Less of a joke, more like the beginning of a nightmare he has had every single time he tried to sleep, woken by whispered words either confirming his worst fears or greatest desires; both incite fear, one way or another.

The low table between them is enough of a barrier to prevent a repeat of their last interaction, it has to be, although this time Aziraphale is looking at him with violet-coloured longing and an apology on his lips, no longer pleading, no longer angry. He is asking for forgiveness, and if that isn't a deeply ironic twist of fate.

Before either of them says a single word, Crowley finishes his drink and raises his hand to order another one, clinging to the familiar sting of alcohol in his throat to burn away the questions lingering on his tongue.

An angel followed a demon into a pub because he loves him.

Aziraphale wishes he could tell himself Crowley looks like he did seven months ago, that he hasn't changed, but he is done lying to himself, to either of them. Behind his shades, dark, darker if that is even possible, he can feel his golden gaze heavy on his face, familiar and the answer to an empty longing in his chest.

His drink goes untouched as Crowley downs one, then another, and it is after the third that he finally begins to talk.

"What do you want?"

Bitter, sharp, spit at his feet with an anger he expected and yet doesn't know how to react to. Underneath it is pain—more pain than any being should ever have to experience—and instead of trying to carry some of it for him, he only added to it.

"I want to apologise."

"Fine." Crowley shoves his empty glass away and gets up. "I don't forgive you."

Reflexively, Aziraphale reaches out and curls his fingers around his wrist when Crowley tries to walk past him, blinking up at him with eyes the colour of dying Myosotis.

Forget-me-nots.

They both freeze, the point of contact a crack in the walls they have spent centuries building and seven months rebuilding, and he knows he has made a mistake immediately.

Crowley stares at him, still as stone, until he suddenly rips his arm out of his grasp, almost cradling it against his chest. With dawning horror, Aziraphale realises he is shaking, tremors running through him like waves breaking apart on a rocky shore.

"Don't you dare touch me." Panic, not anger. Pure, unfiltered panic blooming beside a mountain of fear that could outlast an eternity.

"I-" He doesn't know what he wants to say, what he is trying to say, what he needs to say to make him stay. Oh, the irony of it all.

Crowley leaves the pub, and the Supreme Archangel stays behind.

Not a demon anymore, not technically, he is done with sides, and deeds, and choices; he never makes the right ones anyway. His wrist hurts with the ghost of a kiss, and he cannot get the glint of purple where summer sky blue should be out of his head. 

The Bentley is waiting for him, providing an escape from the noise, the people, him.

Apologies instead of I'm coming back.

A sickening aura of holiness tinged with the burn of ozone instead of books and dust and soft, silly angel.

Seven months of waiting, of pleading with God, of cursing Her, cursing him, cursing the entire fucking world for taking and taking and taking from him without pause, without even a fragment of mercy.

For this.

An angel returns to heaven. Crowley curses the stars and cries.

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[soulmvtes]

will never shut up about how good of a show bojack horseman is with its right amounts of realism and optimism + how good its ending was in portraying how life just keeps happening and how things are often left unresolved and its painful and real and we have to have hope and create our own meaning

[cakebatteronabrickwall]

When Kendall goes "tell the other side" at the funeral, that'so genuinely interesting, because babe? There is no other side. Arguably, Ewan covered it all. Yes, he talked about Logan Roy, the man that made the world just a little worse, a little less kind for his presence in it. But. He also talked about Logan the child that left and lost a sister, that experienced war and abuse, Logan who was his brother that he loved.

That's why Kendall can only really rehash the negative aspects Ewan mentioned and try to turn them into positives. Money and power, doesn't everyone in here like those things? Oh boy, I sure hope I can be like my father and have money and power, two things that totally don't corrupt people.

That's why Shiv can only really bring up the fatherhood aspect in a eulogy that so cleary speaks to her resentment and complicated love of Logan. Dear, dear world of a father. The father who, for many women, is the first man in their lives that doesn't measure up. That they can't measure up for.

That's why Roman can't speak at all, because Ewan's speech forces him to confront the fact that, yes, it's all true. The person he wanted to imitate and hold onto was Logan, the father he loved and wanted to be loved by; but also (more so) Logan the cruel man, the father that hurt him. Over and over. He can't say that out loud, so he expresses it in a different way.

If grief is an admission of love, it may as well be the realization of its absence. Can we get him out? Can we bring him back for one last round? Just to see if maybe this time he can love us right? Just to make sure? But no. No, you can't, and you'd be disappointed by the result in any case.

[sadlyquintessential]

[ohno-the-sun]

I could not get @oobbbear mad scientist au out of my head I love it so much