After investing four years into The Good Place and becoming way too emotionally attached to the characters, I sat down to watch the finale in January, praying that it didn’t let me down: I have been burned too many times by a great show ending in a terrible finale (Looking at you, Game of Thrones, How I Met Your Mother; need I go on?). Thankfully, though, this time I was not disappointed. The 90-minute finale brought a bittersweet end to the incredible journey this show took us on.
It’s that time of year again. On Sunday nights I turn on the TV, excited to waste the next 2-4 hours watching Hollywood A-listers pat themselves on the back. The Golden Globes, the Grammys, and the Oscars are what gets me through these dark winter months. And maybe you’re like me, studying the list of nominees and tuning in live just to watch the Recording Academy snub Lana Del Rey (again). Or you’re like most people, either watching the highlights the next day, or just not caring to tune it at all.