I also have an emotional connection to "Goodbye, Farewell, and Amen." You see, the morning of the broadcast, my grandmother passed away.
We had previously made plans for a mutual friend to come over and watch the episode with my then (long since ex) wife and I. The friend happened to call to double-check plans and, when told about my grandmother's demise, she said she would understand if we wanted to cancel the plans and be alone. I assured her that what I most needed was to get my mind off reality, and that having an extra friend around would help, too, so she came over and the three of us watched.
I was a bit uncertain about how the final episode would turn out. After all, even the most die-hard fan has to admit that the last 2 or 3 seasons had been rather haphazard and hit or miss, with more "misses" than "hits" as time went on. (To be fair, and most people don't realize this, a big chunk of those so-so episodes came in a season when they had a long writers' strike, and a large part of that season's shows were filmed on an accelerated schedule, in 3 days instead of the customary week. The haste showed.)
Overall, both at the time and on several repeat viewings, I gave the episode about a B-minus. Much of it was very well done, and I wish they had put as much care into some of the last few years of regular episodes as they did into the finale.
Two main things brought that grade down. The first was, it was just too gosh-darn LONG. 2 1/2 hours is a big chunk of time to be filled -- even most movies don't run that long. I think it would have worked better as either a 2-hour special, or a two-parter (one hour apiece). They could have easily cut out the (to me) totally extraneous sub-plot of "Father Mulcahy goes deaf" -- while I understand they wanted to give each character his or her own little vignette, this one just didn't work for me.
The other problem was Hawkeye's breakdown. Now, the breakdown itself was entirely believable -- one wonders how he (or any of them) held on so long dealing with what they did on a daily basis
without going ga-ga. But, for me, it was marred by Alan Alda's acting when he finally breaks through and recovers the repressed memory of the woman smothering her baby. See, Alda is a great actor whose talents go way beyond "M*A*S*H" but for some reason, his one weakness is highly emotional sob scenes. There is just something too histrionic and over the top about them. And I'm not just basing this on that one scene alone -- recall, if you will, a previous episode with a similar emotional outburst in Dr. Friedman's presence -- the one where he recalls that his brother pushed him into the water as a child when he almost drowned. I cannot watch that scene anymore -- there is just something so patently "fake" about his big "Wah-hah-hah-hah!! HE PUSHED ME!! Wah-hah-hah-hah!!" scene. His breakthrough in the final episode is not
quite as bad, but I'm still uncomfortable watching it.
The most personally touching subplot was that of Charles and the Chinese musicians. So much of the character of Charles was reprehensible and smarmy (although he did show a little humanity from time to time over the years). But the one quality he and I shared was a love of classical music. And therefore I could
totally identify with him -- to find enthusiastic, if primitive, musicians willing to learn Mozart in the midst of squalor and death, to develop a fondness for them, and then to be utterly devastated upon finding that they had been killed. The line at the final banquet about how he always viewed music as an escape, but now feared that it would always remind him instead of the horrors of his Korean experience....well, that really (no pun intended) struck a chord with me.
The ending scene, with Hawkeye glimpsing B.J.'s "GOODBYE" in stones as the helicopter rose was beautiful as well -- the perfect ending.
So, while it wasn't perfect, on the whole is was a fitting close to the series. And every time I see the finale (or, for that matter, listen to Mozart's Clarinet Quintet), I think of my grandmother.
