And so after 17 episodes I got to the end of Patrick McGoohan's idiosyncratic, often brilliant series "The Prisoner". A contemporary Kafka-esque take on individuality, identity, free-will and the intrusion of privacy spiced up with sci-fi and secret agent tropes, it must have seemed way out there back in 1967 and if truth be told, comes across as not much less baffling today.
Unsurprisingly, reading up on the show's chequered production history, there are occasional lapses in continuity and consistency with one or two episodes bypassing me completely, but at its best, with brilliant episodes like "Arrival", "A B + C", "Living In Harmony", "The Chimes Of Big Ben", "Many Happy Returns", "Hammer Into Anvil" "The Schizoid Man" and "Once Upon A Time" to name but eight, this was an intriguing, challenging series which has deservedly become even more revered as time has gone by.
For this climactic episode, having won his psychological war of wits with Leo McKern's vanquished No. 2, McGoohan's ("Don't call me) No. 6" gets taken to meet the seemingly omnipotent No. 1. What follows next is an absurdist finale with a resurrected McKern and Alexis Kanner both put forward as rebels of the community, before a presiding McGoohan, playing out bizarre scenes in front of a president of proceedings and a seated but highly suggestible audience wearing black drapes and masks.
Finally, McGoohan unmasks No. 1 in a shocking moment and in a crazy finale which sees a rocket go up, a gunplay shootout to the background of The Beatles "All You Need Is Love" and the three rebels jiving to "Dem Bones" in the back cage of an articulated truck, finally he returns to his London flat (or has he?), now accompanied by the impassive dwarf butler.
The whole series could be the subject of a college thesis and still I don't think you'd get to the bottom of it. I certainly didn't but what a strange and immersive experience it was.