Ally

“Well they say the sky’s the limit
And to me that’s really true
But my friend you have seen nothing
Just wait ’til I get through . . .”

The grand finale of Harper’s Island ended a minute ago. Yes, the long-awaited finish to the suffering of all who had inhabited the island.

For what the finale is worth, I have one word of it: Predictable.

Sorry to say, but Harper’s Island did it again. Complicatedly twisting a story in every way possible, wringing your mind of all its brain cells, exhausting you. This time, it failed to make all that exhaustion, frustration and anxiety worth its while. The ending was such an… anti-climax.

First of all, it was the same Mr. Goody Two Shoes turning out to be no Prince Charming. Guess who?
Henry Dunn.

So by the 12th episode (aired last night along with the 13th), everyone knew who the accomplice to Wakefield was. None other than Henry. Not to mention he murdered his girlfriend and orchestrated a cat-and-mouse chase with the remaining survivors of the island.

Yawn.

Seriously. By the 13th episode, I was kept at the edge of my seat, hoping someone, anyone (Henry or Wakefield) could shed some light on the murders. Was it done out of protecting Abby? If yes, why? Was it pure indulgence (god, not another one of those slasher plots)? Was the island cursed? Did it have a strong hold on Henry and Wakefield?

If there was any light shed on the truth, by the holy mother of cows, help me.

The light was as dim as the cloak of the night.

Henry gave Abby a weak excuse of how he “wanted the two of them to be together forever”. Hah, I thought he might have been hinting at an incestuous relationship, but then the flashback was threw across our screens to remind us of the actual evidence to that statement. It was the craziest, least plausible excuse the writers came out with.

Yawn.

Then freaked out Abby decides to play reverse psychology on Henry. Boy was he baited like a naive 3-year old. He bought her docility and obedience, practically eating from her hands. In my mind I yelled, “Gullible much?!”

Well, you guessed it. At the end of it all, the good triumphs the evil. Just that the good acted a little too late.

I guess Harper’s Island was another run-off-the-mill, lousy spin-off to successful entertainers like Saw. You know, gore is no longer what it used to be in the past.

Audiences are begging for more innovative reasons for blood to be splashed across the wall.