Unlike Spike’s death, hers was quick and neat-a heart attack, at 34, from a syndrome typically carrying a low risk of complications. I lost my biological mother ten days before I turned five years old.
If you like this story, sign up for our newsletter. That evening, I would visit my mother’s grave. That morning was the first of many times I watched Spike Spiegel’s ambiguous (but probable) death scene, but it was by far the most affecting.
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In fact, that’s exactly how the series ends: In an episode operatic in scope and tenor and blacker than noir in tone, it leaves its main character fallen on the steps of his memory, surrounded by loss, bleeding to death. Widely hailed, along with its companion film, as the best anime of all time, Cowboy Bebop is particularly adept at putting the darkest facets of living straight in its sights, and aiming not for the quick kill but the slow bleedout. The first time I finished Cowboy Bebop was on Thanksgiving morning in the rear of my family’s silver 2000 Dodge Caravan, squeezed between my two younger brothers as we wound our way along Route 80 from our home on Long Island to Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, the city where I was born.
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