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I have been thinking. You know, how all of us sometimes do. Contemplating. The various forms of art. And the influence that they have on the spectator. The mere mortal. This time around I shall be that mortal who has been profoundly influenced by a group of people who are true masters of their trade.
How else can I explain the fact that it feels like I am following the lives of my real life friends and family, not fictional characters? That I live and breathe with them, I dream about them, I talk to my friends about them. And I am not the only one. There are millions who are in the same boat as me. People who have been drawn into this fantastic story that is the TV show Castle.
I can’t even begin to imagine what it feels like to the creators of the show, the writers, the actors, the people behind the scenes – to realize that they touch so many people by their form of art. Do they feel powerful? Or humble? Or are they amazed that their work is capable of doing such a thing?
When it comes to the ultimate episode of this season “Always”, for me it can be summed up in one word – perfection. No matter which part of the creative process you might want to dissect, it all just works. The story, the pacing, the interactions between the characters, cinematography and directing, music and lighting, the acting – it definitely exceeded my wildest expectations.
The dynamic duo of the writing world, Andrew Marlowe and Terri Edda Miller have truly spun a spectacular, thrilling and moreover DEEP tale, that has left me, the mere mortal, with a myriad of emotions ranging from ecstatic joy and satisfaction to disbelief and shock. Now that is what I call art – the art of writing. It is truly admirable how the writers of this show have managed to tie together all the loose strings in 43 minutes. The tie ins, the tidbits of previously discussed issues, the “it’s over” and the depth of Alexis’ speech that somehow manages to resonate and touch upon all aspects of the story told.
Stana and Nathan. I can’t keep wondering whether they just act or actually live through it all.

The fierceness and determination in Stana’s expressions. The pain and conflict in Nathan’s. Their interaction between the lines is just stellar. The all-revealing fight, Castle’s admission, pleading and ILYs in conjunction with Beckett’s hurt and stubborn determination to put an end to all of this – that is the brilliance in the art of acting that has left me breathless and so deeply emotionally invested in their love story. The chemistry between those two actors is difficult to put into words as it just flows so naturally. The actors have used every single tool available to them to make that moment (and we all know which one) unforgettable. The conversation with their eyes, expressions and body language was even more profound than the actual words spoken out loud. The disbelieving, yet hopeful intake of air when Beckett kisses Castle and her desperate need to reconnect her lips with his spoke volumes of the inner turmoil that the two characters have been through. Beckett’s sorrys couldn’t have been more fitting. And when they finally succumb to their emotions and just let it all go – mere mortal in me died and went to heaven. The way he pushes her body with his, how she slides down the door as her knees turn to jelly, his face and lips touching her scar and her heart worshiping her, reaffirming her being alive and there with him, the way she clasps his hand with her own to place their joined digits over the scar, the looks, the sighs and the slight smiles and finally the joining of their mouths – and that is why I shall call that the hottest and most tender love scene I have ever seen on primetime TV. And to top it all, the gentleness and symbolism of their hands connecting, the almost twinkling smiles and Beckett biting her lip when leading the way towards their tomorrow was the perfect way to make every shipper’s heart explode with excitement.
But it not just our favourite leads that deserve the praise. The fantastic work of Seamus and Jon should be commended for their performance just as much. The painful portrayal of their their widening rift was expertly done. The two different views, the inner struggle that Ryan had to go through and Esposito’s continuous support of Beckett’s decisions added so much to the storyline. It is also impossible to miss the way Molly Quinn manages to portray the maturity and great empathy of Alexis, and Susan Sullivan’s Martha is the ever present voice of reason and support.
Now the beautiful storytelling and the amazing acting combined with the incredible direction from Rob Bowman, the stunning camerawork, staging and lighting and the intense musical score delivered to us by Robert Duncan and the almost haunting song by Andrew Belle has given us a chance to witness truly spectacular work of art that cannot be labeled as JUST a TV show.
Thinking back it seems time has flown at an incredible pace since I last spent time trying to figure out what answers we will be given in this grand finale of the season and what new questions will arise. Where the cunning storytellers will leave us hanging. And I kept wondering what the cliffhanger will most likely be. Surprise, surprise. It is not just the one, it is MANY. They have left us a wide range of things to speculate over. What will the morning after be like? Does Beckett want her job back? Any regrets? Does Castle truly accept her apologies? Does Javi ever speak to Kevin again? What’s Gate’s deal in all of this mess? Does Smith live or die? Will they hunt down Beckett again, when she has finally found peace?
I could go on and on and on about the brilliance that “Always” is, there is just so much to take note of and explore deeper. Despite me having watched it six times now, I will be hitting that repeat button again and again. I cannot begin to thank the amazing writers, cast and crew of Castle for giving me the opportunity to follow this tale. I wish I could shake each and every hand that made it possible for us to enjoy this piece of art.
And now my mere mortal self will go die some more and watch it all over again.
End note. Is it September yet?



