It's the holidays (not that you'd ever know that from watching General Hospital, since the majority of the show's airtime has gone to Doom and Gloom. Really, a death-by-crane, a shooting, a painful breakup, sexual assault victims coming to terms with their attacks, the beginning of a legacy character's prolonged possibly/probably fatal illness...with every scene, the sad trombone plays a little sadder and a little louder), so I am feeling more charitable than usual, which is why I am wracking my brain trying to think of an explanation for the peculiar montage that ended today's episode.
On a normal day, I'd look at this completely unnecessary compilation of characters being miserable and make a joke about now having the sudden urge to slit my wrists before ranting about how the writers, who have exhibited nothing but extreme laziness and a phobia of effort in the past, have managed to best even themselves in terms of creative bankruptcy because, seriously, could they not come up with a few lines of dialogue to fill those last three minutes?
But today, I'm at least TRYING to think of a more charitable explanation. Like...maybe they wrote a closing scene, but there was a printing catastrophe and it never made its way to the actors, which necessitated the lamest of lame-ass montages that prominently featured Jason trying to cope with the fact that literally every person he has come into contact with has been the victim of some sort of mob violence; Michael, caressing his face with a scarf belonging to his late girlfriend/pseudo-therapist; Kate putting her hair back up (because she had let it down for Sonny, get it?) in one angry, heartbroken motion; and Elizabeth and Lucky breaking my heart? That's sort of possible, right?