This has got to be one of the best worst minutes of television I have ever seen. Observe, if you will, these four moments:

1. Bliss, as Buffy and Xander make up and embrace.

2. Dread, as Warren appears, toting a gun.

3. Grief, and/or anguish, as a stray bullet from Warren’s gun penetrates Tara’s chest, and her blood sprays all over Willow’s face — mere hours after they got back together.

4. I don’t know what — expectance, perhaps, or vengefulness — as Willow cries “Noooo!”, before her eyes turn red.

All these emotions, in what seemed like half a minute, but had to be at least one. No other tv show, no movie, no book, has ever given me something even resembling this. Sure, I’ve seen sadder — or at least as sad — things otherwhere. I’ve felt more dread and more vengeful before. And I’ve experienced stronger bliss. But nothing else has ever driven all these emotions home in so quick a succession, and with so much effect. The only thing that’s come even close to delivering as many and as strong emotions, is “Not Fade Away”.

I feel like idolating. And, weirdly enough, I don’t feel bad at all for having spent the last night before an exam on this, no matter how lacking my preparations are.