Jack Bauer is dead. Long live Jack Bauer.
More or less enjoyable season finale. The first hour was exciting enough, but as is the case with many season finales, they tried to wrap up too much too quickly (and yet still managed to leave some loose ends untied) but spent a whole half hour diddling about with the non-drama of Jack Bauer getting arrested/murdered/extradited, which was the absolute nadir of silliness.
Still, oh Mandy, well, you came and you gave without taking - she looked fantastic in her boots and little skirt. Tony trying to fight her off, handcuffed and all, and then Curtis cold cocking her were the highlights of the night - not that I would condone hitting a girl, mind you. And while I was disappointed to see my favorite Islamo-fascist terrorist Marwan go, at least he didn't go down like a bitch. In the end, that's what the jihad is about, not going down like a bitch.
The Audrey and Michelle melodramas coupled with the CTU's gross incompetence dragged the show down but it still had enough to interest me. Will I watch again when the show comes back on January 2006? We shall see, we shall see. Also, Chloe and Edgar need their own spinoff sitcom.
In the meantime, I take comfort in learning that some scientists think red is the color of victory - the Reds of Liverpool will be wearing red, natch, while the Rossoneri of Milan will wear their alternate whites. It's the little things that count, y'know.
Also, Jim has a two-part entry on Liverpool's return to glory.