Not out of town yet, Raymond. Saturday.
You cannot come into the Sopranos midstream. You must begin at Season 1, Episode 1 and work your way through. Of course, it will be virtually impossible not to have spoilers before such time. Especially if you watch David Letterman, who will have a certain somebody on tonight. Or if you listen to conversations of the man on the street or at the water cooler. Or if you walk past a magazine stand. But I'd feel terrible being the one to provide those spoilers. So I won't.
So here's my advice, Raymond. Go Netflix or buy Season 1 and get started. You'll thank me later. It shouldn't take too many hours before you recognize how indebted you are for my recommendation. You may find yourself buying all 6 available DVD sets after viewing Season 1. Expect the giant box set available for Christmas 2007, though all we need for our collection is Season 7 -- or what is technically known as Season 6-B.
I figured out why they divided the final season into 6-A and 6-B rather than 6 and 7. There are Writers Guild rules that require a certain number of writers on a television series. When Chase lost one writing team in the 5th season, he brought on the weak team of Frolove and Schneider, leftovers from his Northern Exposure days. They wrote two episodes alone and one with Chase in season 6-A but NONE in season 6-B. If he had called the final 9 episodes Season 7, that would have necessitated an additional writer to the strong cohesive original team or -- THE HORROR, THE HORROR -- more bad writing from Frolove and Schneider. At least that's what I think happened. We can all be grateful for their absence this time around!
Susan (who will be in Michigan without her computer from May 19-26)
“Half a truth is often a great lie.”
Ben Franklin