For the uninitiated, a brief plot summary is in order. Walter White was a high school chemistry teacher who learns he has terminal cancer, and turns his intelligence to cooking crystal meth in order to make money to leave to his family. Walter proceeds to make more and more moral compromises, even as his success grows. At the story's end, he’s a shell of his former self, a destructive force that, Corleone-like, brings down everyone he once held dear. A cheery show this was not, but as with Shakespearean tragedy, we watch because it can often be cathartic, in the Greek sense of the term. Purifying. White’s slow descent into chaos and destruction clarifies our understanding of the moral world we live in.
First among these truths is that we can’t live a double life for long. One of the dramatic tensions in the early seasons was Walter’s attempts to keep his activities from his family. But this deception at the beginning is the basis for the destruction at the end. The tangled webs Walter weaves become his own living hell. Maintaining them, like his business, requires more moral obfuscation and degeneracy. The other duplicity is telling himself he was doing everything for his family.
The opposite of this, in the spiritual life, is called “integration” or maturity or transparency. Jesus says, upon seeing Nathaniel, a future apostle: “Here is a true child of Israel. There is no duplicity in him.” (Jn 1:47). What we do in the dark should be consistent with what we do in the light. There should be less “acting” in our lives, and more WYSIWYG (what you see is what you get). It’s a journey that can take time, to be sure, but by keeping transparency a personal goal, many other virtues may flow in its wake.
The lies at the heart of Walt's life tear away at all his relationships. Since human lives are constituted by relationality – that is, by relationship (the essence of the Trinity, and also the matrix we live in, insofar as we share in the divine life), there can be no "double life". Ultimately, our sins are never hidden or private. They harm the fabric of all our relationships, particularly our four main ones with God, nature, self, and other people. The French novelist, poet and Catholic convert Leon Bloy (1846-1917) had this to say about the transcendent scope of even the simplest action:
Every man who begets a free act projects his personality into the infinite. If he gives a poor man a penny grudgingly, that penny pierces the poor man’s hand, falls, pierces the earth, bores holes in suns, crosses the firmament and compromises the universe. If he begets an impure act, he perhaps darkens thousands of hearts whom he does not know, who are mysteriously linked to him, and who need this man to be pure as a traveller dying of thirst needs the Gospel’s draught of water.In Breaking Bad, when Walter can no longer maintain the charade with his wife Skyler, she becomes complicit in the enterprise, and despises him for it. His son, Walter, Jr., worships him until the final episodes, when he too finds out, and reacts with the most extreme bitterness. We have the sense that the anger everyone feels is not because Walter was a sinner or a broken man who had broken the law. The betrayal is over the long-standing and ongoing duplicity, his denial that he is addicted to power and empire building, while pretending to be altruistic and clinging to the fiction that all he ever wanted was the good of his family.
In the final episode – and this must count as a spoiler alert – there is both justice and mercy written into the series’ resolution. He is a fugitive of the law, his cancer is claiming him with a vengeance, and he is now estranged from his family. His relationship with Skyler is shattered beyond repair, but she gives him five minutes.
“So talk. Why are you here?”
“It’s over,” he says simply. “And I needed a proper goodbye. Not our last phone call.”
Then he gives her, and with her, all of us, the one thing necessary: the truth he's been denying for five seasons.
I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it. And I was …really…I was alive.
It’s a confessional moment, feeble perhaps, but a moment of light nonetheless, and its confessional power affects all that follows. Walter is too far-gone to forgo his own impulse of meting out retributive justice against his enemies. But there are notes in the destruction that now speak of atonement. As he destroys the neo-Nazi “brotherhood” which had taken over his drug production, he dismisses an offer to learn where the millions they stole from him are stashed. We sense that he has risen beyond the compulsive devotion to his former idol. He also changes his mind – we cannot be sure when – about killing Jesse, his former protégé who ratted him out, and then, unexpectedly, Walt lays down his life for him.
There is a strong hint of the presence of Christ in the spiritually and physically broken Walter White, who has fallen so far from any baptismal innocence, and is stained by the blood of so many. Yet while covering Jesse’s body during the terrible tsunami of bullets and mayhem, Walter is pierced in his side, and it’s this wound that ultimately ends his life. Blood is now an intentional motif, and it appears everywhere. Afterwards, he wanders over to the meth-making machinery in the Aryans' lab and places a hand on a tank. The camera lingers on the bloodstain that is left, and then Walter’s soul leaves his body.
Breaking Bad may be a morality tale about the corrosive effect of moral compromise. But it is also about mercy. A terrible mercy, only seen in the dying moments of this show. But a reminder to us that wherever sin abounds, grace too finds its way. There is no dark corner of hell into which Christ has not already descended and redeemed by his blood.