I am still reeling from the last episode of Downton Abbey, season three.
Even though I knew it was coming.
After the first episode of season three aired, I was looking for a spoof of Downton Abbey to post on this blog. You know, because people take this show very seriously. I wanted to lighten us all up a bit.
I went to YouTube to see what was out there. I found something that SNL did with Jimmy Fallon and started to watch it. As I was watching, I noticed a video on a side screen titled, "Sybil's Death Scene" or something like that.
Ah, another spoof. Great.
So I finished watching the SNL skit and then clicked over to "Sybil's Death Scene" and settled in for a quick chuckle.
It was surprisingly very well done. The acting was so sincere I wasn't really laughing much. And how did they get the real actors to do a spoof?
Click. The light bulb went on.
This was no spoof. This was an actual future episode. Someone posted a spoiler and I did not catch it immediately.
SYBIL IS GOING TO DIE.
As I'm reeling from this video, I see a second video titled "Matthew's Death Scene" on the same side screen.
Of course, this time I realize it is NOT a spoof and since I already know what is going to happen ("Matthew's Death Scene" is pretty clearly spelled out), I might as well watch it and prepare myself for the future.
Knowing these two things should have ruined the season for me. And in a way, it did. But in a much better way, it prepared me for the horrid things that were going to happen. Things that were going to blindside so.many.viewers.
I kept my distance from Matthew and Sybil this season. I knew not to get too attached. And even though I did all these things to prepare myself, I still cried over all the emotion surrounding these losses.
So while Anna and silly Rose are reeling around the dance floor, I am reeling from all those lost this season.
Reeling. Not so happy a word after all.