In Pixar's film Inside Out, the embodiments of the emotions Joy and Sadness pull their human host in two opposite directions until they come to learn that a person's emotional outlook on a given event can be complex enough to include both feelings. Something about that just seems prescient when considering Gilmore Girls season 4.
You know when you're watching traffic go by, and you marvel at how well everything is going? All the cars are following the rules and paths that have been predetermined for them on the way to their ultimate destination. You don't know where they're going, but it's as if for a few fleeting moments you're along for the ride with them. Then, you notice that one particular car seems to be having more trouble than the rest. It swerves, but seems to correct itself so you relax. Nope. At the last minute before it leaves your field of vision, it crashes into several other cars before coming to a grinding stop. It hurts to watch, but you can't look away the whole time. That's the equivalent of what Gilmore Girls season 3 is for me.
Let us discuss the singular season of television that I would take with me if I was to be stranded upon a deserted island: Gilmore Girls season 2.