For one, Walt never truly recanted, or admitted it was about him. He required his wife to prompt his admission that it wasn't about him. She said basically "If you say it's about family one more time..." and he said it wasn't. Score +1 against Walt. He said what she wanted him to say! Fuck! Then with Jesse, he says "Tell me you want me to shoot you," and again, he does! Both times it was about telling the other person what HE, what WALT wanted. It was an entirely fucking bullshit thing. Then he follows Jesse out and speaks loudly on the phone about Lydia. There's no need for that, he could've sat in his juices and died out right fucking there.
But no, he had to, once again, prove he won something. While it was a relief to Jesse, it was in fact no win for his own redemption, he did it for himself. One more "I AM GOD" type of thing. His ego at that moment, you can even see it on his face, it was drenching. And of course, the entire show, from start to end, ends with Walt being fucking sentimental about his "business." About a man showing no regret, about a man showing no compassion, about a man who truly went from a nice guy to the evil incarnate. Patting one of the meth dyrers and just in awe of himself.
To me, the ending was my Sopranos. I hate it. Except, unlike those who hated the Sopranos ending, I can see it for what it was. A truly brilliant piece about a man whose ego grew so big he died with a fucking smile on his face.
