It's hard to describe my feelings about this tragic turn of events. (I must not speak about the details of the final episode, as I have friends who will not be able to see it for some time and I don't want to ruin anything.) The final episode aside, I am just plain sad that I won't be seeing my favourite show anymore. I came to love Sydney, and her boyfriend Agent Michael Vaughn, and kooky Marshall, loyal Dixon, sexy bad guy Julian Sark, and even cold-fish papa Jack Bristow. I loved the adventure, the outlandish storylines, the implausible technology, the fight scenes, the breath-taking cliff-hangers (remember the finale of season two? I think that was the most compelling and shocking surprise twist in TV history! Including "Who Shot J.R.?"). It was the best part of my TV watching for the week. I think the end came via a slew of coinciding missteps on the part of the network and the creator, JJ Abrams (but why should he care? he's directing Mission Impossible movies now, the turncoat!). The show suffered a double whammy of a time-slot change and a new show from Abrams (Lost – have you seen it, or do you live under a ROCK?). Then, Jenny Garner went and got pregnant (I'm sure she's very happy), which completely ruined the shooting schedule. Then, Agent Michael Vaughn was killed off this season, a move that so infuriated loyal viewers (I think perhaps the most loyal viewers of any current show) that they boycotted en masse. Alas, the network couldn't figure out a way to save ALIAS.So, now I am left, alone and sad, without really understanding why it had to end. I wish Sydney – I mean, Jennifer Garner – and all her friends all the very best. I'll be keeping my eyes peeled for all of you. Please don't keep me waiting. I'll be watching ALIAS on DVD until then.