Nothing ever ends. A theme that has played out through the Watchmen saga from the beginning. The sentiment feeling particularly poignant today, as we digest the final instalment of HBO’s Watchmen and are left wondering if this is, in fact, the end. There is no question that this is the end of a great season of television. One that dove deep into social issues while at the same time crafting a nearly flawlessly written story around jaw dropping film making. A season of television capped with a finale that stuck the landing on nearly all it’s plot lines like an Olympic acrobat at the end of their routine. A show so complex that trying to unpack it all can twist the brain and make you feel like a genius one moment and an idiot the next. It’s almost all too good to be true. Which leaves the only remaining caveat; will there be a season 2? There’s a real possibility that HBO’s Watchmen will only be remembered as a one-off television sequel to a best selling graphic novel. A series that was so unlikely to even exist, never mind be as amazing as it turned out to be, that it too could only be described as a thermodynamic miracle.
