Mood: depressed, angry, frustrated, despairing, listless, hurt, confused

Reason: Last night I watched the final episode of Robin Hood Season Two. If you've seen it you know why I feel this way. If you haven't then I won't ruin it by saying anymore except that I feel so gutted in so many ways at this directorial decision that has completely trashed the legend that was so humanely, humurously, charmingly, lovingly and respectfully treated until now. I can't see how this drastic mistake can be made better in Season Three, though a part of me hopes beyond reason that it does. I've a mind to write to the directors though I'm sure they've already received more than enough of what I would say. It's times like this you feel as if you should just be able to ring anyone up and speak with them. All I would say is a big Whyyy?!!! and plead with them to turn it all around. Though the options for doing this may be a bit cheesy or chiche, I'm sure the devoted audience would much prefer this to the devastating reality they seem to have set up. :(