The coda that was tacked on to the last episode of 'Pushing Daisies' may have felt abrupt and off-kilter, but a lot of the show felt that way at times. I liked the mix of CGI and quick flashes of past scenes to create a whirlwind tour of Papen County. As the camera raced through the windmills and past the seacliff-set nunnery and down into the sewer system, it reminded me of one of Emerson Cod's pop-up books, which is appropriate - since it was his own pop-up book, "Li'l Gumshoe" that brought his daughter back into the life of the private eye.
I only wish that pop-up book feeling could have been extended so that we could finally get to see narrator exemplar Jim Dale in person. I would have closed the series with a shot of him as the Storyteller, closing the "Pushing Daisies" pop-up book from which he had been reading all of these stories.
But as that can only be wish-craft, I'll take what we were given, thankful that such a unique vision was given to us for the short time we had together.
All the while cursing both the network suits who monkeyed with its schedule and promotion, and the general audience who refused to see what a gem this show was. Instead they opted to watch the same old stuff they get everyday; and worse - they chose god-awful "reality" shows instead.
It's like Paul Lynde once said in an episode of 'That's Life': "People make me sick. I'm glad I'm not one of them."