Every time I think I am coming to peace with the Stranger Things epilogue of bad decisions-
That I remind myself about how much insanely good Stancy fic I am getting to read that explores all the great themes of loss and recovery and burnout and choosing to grow past trauma that the show clearly didn't want to put the effort into in the final season
That I take comfort in the fact that the ending is so stupidly open ended that pretty much anything can be canon
That I tell myself that the ending was so insanely dumb and pointless that it fortunately doesn't taint as much of the rest of the show that I loved as it could have done (Not completely there are a few characters that I struggle with more post s5 than I did previously. ::cough Jonathan cough Hopper cough::)
I then see images of the epilogue rooftop scene and am reminded once again how ABSOLUTELY AWFUL THOSE OUTFITS AND WIGS ARE and all my goodwill goes back out the window. If you are going to give me a trash storyline at least do me the curtesy of a good technical production not something that looks like it was thrown together by a community theater troupe.
