Okay. So here's the deal. That last sequence where it was made to look like the show has been fake from Day One the sequence that was perceived to be a big "Fuck you!" to the audience by some. That was fake. Brilliantly constructed. But fake. They just used separate audio. A couple "wild" lines layered on from other places of Ozzy stammering, and a shot of a clapper clapping off the shots between the same shot over and over, just ended at a different place, and that's all you need. Very very clever. But fake.
Here's my take on it: the show is real. At least as real as any reality show. Creative editing and crafting of stories by the Boys With Avids, sure, but real. This last episode was a wonderful prank. A mean prank, maybe, but effective. Now the reason that it's so dicey is the exact reason it worked: because it plays with the whole flawed notion of reality television in the first place. It plays with the claims that the whole thing is fake. It plays with the notion of what we believe, very much in the way that The War of the Worlds did. I think this was one of the most brilliant half hours of television I've ever seen. Historic, I would say. I was fooled, absolutely. And very disturbed. But goddamn, was it memorable and incredibly well set up. Set up over a full year, really. Because it all built to this. Sure, if you go back and watch, you'll see "flaws." Jack's performance is not great. (Hope it's better in the Olsen twins movie he signed onto.) Ozzy's is wonderful. Also, the weird camera issues. But man, it worked. And so all the people who are so betrayed and scream to the heavens that you will never watch the show again: take a breath. Think about it. These people let you into their homes, and you came. They did it willingly, and there is no reason to feel sorry for them. However, is there really any reason to feel sorry for yourselves that they played a little joke on you? It doesn't negate the whole show. It doesn't actually change anything. We were all challenged and made to feel something by a basic cable television show. To feel. Which is what art is supposed to do, if you can call this art. So to react with anger and a refusal to ever watch again? As Ozzy might say, "Aw c'mon. I mean woo-- can't you take a fucking joke, man?"