OK, I’ve given this a bit more thought, and while at first I HATED the ending (“Copout!” I screamed), I’m coming to think it was brilliant. NOT because of the ambiguity, but because it let us know so clearly what happened, without having to actually show us what happened. (Most of what follows was written just now for my blog, so I apologize if the tone is a little weird for the SDMB.)
First of all: Tony got whacked. The guy who looked all suspicious, who the director clearly wanted us to think was there to kill Tony, went into the bathroom, then came out and killed him.
There’s a thematic reason for this: Think about the restaurant they were in. It was pure, wholesome Americana, straight out of a Norman Rockwell painting. A den of Cub Scouts sits at one table; a tired old trucker sits at another, looking like a Ford F-150 commercial. Two young black guys come in and check out the jukebox. Hell, there’s even a jukebox at the table, something I haven’t seen since probably 1980.
What’s going on here? The writers were taking us out of the Sopranos’ moral universe, and into the world at large. They were taking us out of the moral framework in which it’s OK to kill someone who “deserves it,” OK to cheat on your wife, OK to steal from regular people like Cub Scouts and truck drivers, as long you stay true to the family.
The entire series has been, in essence, about Tony’s struggle to reconcile these two moral frameworks: The one he grew up in and the one that exists “out there” among the rest of us (and in his shrink’s office). The whole episode was thematically about his ejection from the stylized movie-world he’s used to and into the real world.
Examples:
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[li]A.J.'s “awakening,” now that he’s all socially conscious and wants to save the environment and fight the terrorists. Also, he loses his SUV (the official vehicle of the New Jersey mafia) and contemplates taking the bus.[/li][li]The meeting between Tony and the head of the other family. As we were watching it, I turned to my wife and said, “Funny; this could not be any less like the meeting of the Five Families in The Godfather.” Instead of being in a stately, well-appointed dining room, they’re in some freezing warehouse. Instead of wine or espresso, one guy has brought a case of bottled water. (The plastic bag from Target or some such, sitting next to the bottles, was a great touch.) Instead of a long discussion of morality and feasibility, the meeting takes about three minutes and they’re done.[/li][li]The family getting physically out of their house and staying in that crappy little place (i.e., like my house) for a while was a nice metaphor as well.[/li][li]Tony talking to the FBI guy. You could see it as he rationalized it to himself, but he was a rat just as sure as Arianna was.[/li][li]Tony’s shrink saying in the previous episode that she had to stop seeing him, and in this episode his showing a need to talk so desperate that he starts pouring it out to A.J.'s shrink. [/li][li]Junior is growing old and dying in a freaking charity hospital. This is not, in the movies, how old mafiosi die.[/li][/ul]
I’ll probably have to watch it again; I’m sure I missed a lot of things. The cat staring at the picture of Chrissie was a weird detail that’s still nagging at me. I like the theory that there was a bug hidden in the picture, and the cat could hear some high-pitched electronic whine it was giving off, but I’m not sure.
The overall theme of ejection, though, is something that didn’t become apparent to me until I thought about it afterward. Much like the brilliant last episode of Home Movies.
So: I think Tony was whacked. I think that’s how it needed to end. As soon as he confronts the real world, that’s it for Tony.
Good stuff; I’ll be chewing on this some more.
(On preview: KidCharlemagne, I had the impression Tony was facing the door. I’ll watch it again and see.)