A much flawed episode (never liked inside-Alicia's-head narrative) in a somewhat repetitive season. But oh the ending! To borrow NYT's word, if TGW is about 'compromises in an imperfect world,' then the finale embodies this theme to pure & absolute perfection. Thank you all.
Creating a Brechtian distanciation via self-reflexivity and intertextuality, it deconstructs traditional film expressions while remains an aesthetical and philosophical classism, where subjectivity of the heroine - a martyr to capitalist patriarchy - is circumscribed for effect.