My thoughts on the cancellation

So Roswell is cancelled. Where do we go from here?

I can't say that I'm surprised. The writing has been on the wall for a few weeks already. But it doesn't make me any less sad. From the beginning this has been "the little show that could", "the show that wouldn't die" and I guess that I hoped against hope that by some miracle we'd see a season 4 and a season 5.

I realize that this is a good thing for the cast. They will all move on to greater and better things. For most of them, Roswell was just a stepping stone on their way to great careers. And while I will follow the career of most of the actors (if not all of them), in essence Max, Liz, Maria, Michael and the others will be just as dead as Alex when this season comes to an end. And that just breaks my heart.

Because no matter how great Jason Behr is as Dennis Buggit in "The Shipping News", Dennis is NOT Max. And while this is one of my favourite things about Jason as an actor (the fact that none of his characters resemble any others, all the way down to the mannerisms and speech pattern) that very thing means that we'll never ever see Max again. And for those who have been reading my regular ramblings, you know that I have this little itty bitty crush on Max ;) So knowing I'll never ever see him again breaks my heart.

So yes, in time I will be happy that the cast in moving on. But I think that we, the fans, should be allowed a little time to grieve the disappearance of our favourite characters and favourite show. We should be allowed to feel sorry for ourselves that we won't see them on a weekly basis anymore. Or all together, for that matter. We should be allowed to mourn, at least for a little while.

I realize, when I look at the big picture of what goes on in the world on a regular basis, that this is not the end of the world. I know there are more important, tragic, serious things happening and that TV shows get cancelled all the time. But to some degree, this is the end of a little corner of my world, and maybe of yours, too. And while I've managed to remain sane (mostly ;) ) this show is a real part of my daily life. There are a hundred things that remind me of the show everyday, from hearing Dido on the radio to eating strawberries. Who knows how many hours I've spent reading and writing fan fiction just because this show touches me. Had it not been for this show, I would have spent all that time doing something different, and in some small and perhaps insignificant way, my life today would be different. Not better nor worse, just different. I wouldn't know any of you, and you wouldn't be reading this (that is, if you are at all! *lol*) If it wasn't for this show, I would be doing something else right now. That's kinda wild when you think about it.

Jason Katims promised a last episode that will tie up some loose ends (the baby storyline for one) and will be "a satisfactory and emotional ending". I hope the fact that the order has once again been cut from 20 to 18 episodes will not change that. Because if there's something we deserve, it's a happy ending where all our favourite couples will be together and happy and some things (cough*alienbaby*cough) will be resolved for the best (cough*mindwarp*cough). I wish there was some words of wisdom I could end with, but I'm still going with denial, so... ;)

Oh, but here's something I read once. I liked it and I feel it's appropriate.

"Don't cry because it's over; smile because it happened."

Sigh.

Valerie