Nine years ago, I started watching How I Met Your Mother. After viewing the pilot episode, I immediately fell in love with it. The characters were hilarious and relatable. The setting (NYC) was magical. (TV has a way of making the city seem like a fairy tale land where anything is possible and no one struggles to make rent on their tiny studio walk up.) And the non-linear storytelling made the story captivating.
Seven days ago, the series finale aired. And I hated it.
Since then, I’ve expressed on social media (see links in the right hand column) my displeasure with how the story ended. And, with a select few friends, I’ve aired my grievances in detail. But, others have asked me why. “I liked it a lot, Josh. Why do you hate it so much?”
Well, I’ll tell you why. (To respect those that have still not seen it, this is your official warning. SPOILERS FOLLOW!)