Spooky Owl!
Telly Talk Supreme
Season 10 only gets a pass because it was a final hurrah to the iconic cast of 1979 to 1987 and we got some decent storylines but the dream reveal is a stain that cannot be erased.
Season 10 is like a Shakespearean seance for DALLAS -- the year that typified everything that DALLAS had been all about.
But it had already been killed. Killed by recasting the Emmy-winning matriarch of the biggest TV on earth, and then by explaining away an entire season as a dream in a single two-minute scene. (Two shockingly bizarre decisions, even at the time).
DALLAS was now a corpse, briefly reanimated in ectoplasmic form, Hamlet's ghost on the planes of Texas, the program revisiting its routes one final time before shutting down for good following Pam careening underneath that propane/butane tanker as a metaphor.
I didn't have to happen that way. But it did. And, oh, it really did!
Nothing mattered anymore. And yet everything did.
"Did you build it, Ray, or did you buy it?? I just can't keep up...!"