There’s a lot to pack into the final season of Killing Eve, airing on February 27. For example, we need Villanelle and Eve to have sex, perhaps a kid or two, get married, and be buried next to each other with matching gravestones.
Anything short of that would feel like a rip off if we didn’t love Killing Eve because it never gives us exactly what we want. It always stops on the verge, teases, and leaves us gasping for breath.
If the last three seasons are anything to go by, we’ll be left hanging on the edge of a cliff by our index finger. Chances are, there will be no U-Hauling, no settling down with marriage and kids. We’ll be lucky if –do we call them a couple?– Eve and Villanelle even sleep together.
I know the term “genius” is outdated and Problematic™ but if we’re going to add one last “genius” to the canon, then make it Jodie Comer (Villanelle). Or, at least, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, one of Killing Eve’s directors. The plot and acting is brilliant. So are the women.
I wouldn’t even call it gay-baiting, if Eve and Villanelle don’t end up as a happy couple, because let’s be honest: uncomplicated, sappy endings wouldn’t match the tone of the show.
So what can we expect?
Well, we can definitely expect The End. Like the show, the abrupt end –WE WANT MORE BY THE WAY!– is brutally unexpected. In November, Jodie Comer confirmed to Variety that the show wants to end on a high, with the same quality that’s led to its 13+ awards, including Emmys.
“We never, ever want for that [quality] to drop, or to carry on a story for the sake of carrying on, whether that be greed or whatever the reason. It feels like where we are right now, it feels natural that we’ve come to this point where, now, we can really focus on the ending.”
As for spin-offs, don’t even think about it. Jodie Comer said she’s “by no means been a part of any conversations” about that.
Shows ending when “it’s time” feels like a gift these days, when we consider all the beloved series that were tainted in their shitty final seasons. There’s the original L Word, for one, and then there’s cockroach shows like Grey’s Anatomy that still try to (cue Cher) turn back time.
But does this feel like “it’s time” for Killing Eve? What constitutes “the right time?” Is it the audience or the makers who know the best?
I suppose it’s the producers, directors, actors, and others on set. They know when the end should be near, more than anyone: they know when the ideas have gone dry. Making art is like playing poker, you need to know when to fold a project, when to end it, or else you’ll gamble your reputation and make a loss. Loving something is treating it with respect.
Killing Eve’s memory would be completely destroyed if it ended on shaky ground. What sets the show apart is that it has always been tight in all areas, including its characters, acting, plot, cinematography, and picturesque settings.
Will love conquer all?
Besides knowing it’s The End, the show’s producer Sally Woodward hinted that lesbian romance could be in the cards this season!
When probed about what will happen in season 4, Sally said, according to Digital Spy, “Eve and Villanelle, having left each other in total turmoil on Tower Bridge at the end of season 3, are thrown into season 4 trying to figure out what they mean to each other and what their lives now stand for.”
“This one is going to be a lot more personal and passionate than the seasons before,” she added.
Um, yes! I like the sounds of that! Perhaps love will conquer all, even in Killing Eve!
In the trailer for “Ride,” it teases that Villanelle will kill Eve. Eve asks if Villanelle would like a ride on her motorized scooter, only for it to end in Villanelle commuting alone. It seems to predictable though, doesn’t it? Could it be as simple as Villanelle choosing evil over Eve?
It’s fairly safe to say that the series will end in either love or death. The women are each other’s poison because of their respect and admiration for each other. Will they cave into the love, becoming a combined, unstoppable force? Or will they abort each other out of fear, seeking individual glory?
