Although not that big a fan, I only just finished watching the sixth season, approximately seven years after it was made.
I do own series one to five on DVD however, I like to put them on when I'm doing an activity like cutting out a dress pattern or plucking my eyebrows. Why don't I own series six you ask? Because I'm cheap. The others were all $20, and the sixth one is still about $50. I rented it from Video Ezy instead.
To be honest I found 23 of the 24 episodes extremely boring, but had to watch the whole thing for completeness' sake.
Episode 24 however, had me bawling my eyes out. It's set five years in the future and everyone is gathered around Jen's death bed. Thankfully the series had a proper ending and didn't just end on a cliff-hanger or leave things unresolved. Yes, the cheese factor was high, but it was extremely self-reflective and didn't take itself too seriously - something lacking in all other 127 episodes.
So who did Joey choose in the end - Dawson or Pacey? She chose Pacey, obviously. How could anyone choose a guy who wore cargo pants and polar fleeces for four continuous years, even when he was working in Hollywood?
Anyway, I have found myself thinking a lot about the show for the past few days and wondering if it has influenced my life at all. I was 13 when it first came out and 18 when it ended - the direct target audience. I can't say that I over-analyse everything and pump out the longest, most metaphor and synonym filled sentences possible (the only character's speech I ever want to emulate is Lorelai (senior and junior) from Gilmore Girls).
I've never gone out with my ex's best friend, been an alcoholic, gone to an Ivy League university, nor have I ever sailed around the Caribbean with my young lover. Maybe they did all these things so I didn't have to?
I didn't lead a relationship and sex-crazed adolescence - was this because I lived vicariously through Joey and Jen, who did?
Deep thoughts in memory of a deep show.
RIP Dawson's Creek
1998-2003
