Why The Mid Seasons of “Sons of Anarchy” Are a True Foundational Centerpiece To The Story As a Whole
And a hesitant but brief semi-defense of the notoriously least loved previous season 3 of one of the most remarkable series ever, IMO.
Rewatches are one of my favorite things if it’s a movie, series, documentary, or comedy special worth watching. I love not only seeing it with fresh eyes but a fresh perspective as well. Hopefully, a wiser mind as well, not just an older one.
So I’ve recently (at times, admittedly loosely) started rewatching one of my all-time favorite series Sons of Anarchy, with no intention of writing about it when I began doing so. Yes, it was hard getting through the inevitable cheesiness that occurs as the actors develop into the characters we come to know and love, no matter how good or evil, or better yet and more likely, some of both. The perfect character has the right mix of both.
Think about it, Ned Flanders has no real fans and moves no real merch. He’s too pure, you can’t trust it. It would help if you had some dirt on a fellow, or at the very least, knowingly suspect some exists.
I’m not much of a Charlie Hunham fan, but I love me some Jax Teller. I’ll never watch his version of…
