Some final thoughts on Lost
24 May 2010
If you haven’t watched the last episode yet, hold off on reading this.
Lost is the only show I’ve ever watched from the day the first episode aired to the finale. Ben and I watched the pilot in our shoebox of an apartment the first fall we were married, so it seemed strangely important to watch the last episode as it happened. Neither of us wanted to make it this far only to have the conclusion ruined for us by some random tweet.
Yeah, good call on our part. The show had been over about 5 minutes when I received the following text from a friend of mine:
“Well, Lost is over and they were all dead … just like we said after the pilot.”
First of all, that’s not really accurate. Since the original theory was that they were dead from the plane crash, and that’s not what I understood from last night’s episode.
Secondly, man I would have been ticked if I’d read that before watching…
There are tons of opinions flying around about the conclusion of Lost. My voice hardly needs to be added to the mix, so I’ll keep it brief. To me, all the last episode really answered was 1. Where Vincent was (which is smart – you never want to leave the audience dangling when it comes to a dog plotline) and 2. What was up with the non-island storyline this season.
I still don’t really get what happened when that bomb went off. Or why falling down into the light turned Samuel into the black smoke. Or what ever came of Ben’s crush on Juliette. I could list about 50 more similar questions, but I won’t.
Last night’s episode left a lot of, “But what about…?” and “So, when this happened, what…?” but that’s fine with me. I’ve enjoyed the last six years of mystery, creativity, and just plain weirdness. I still say this show had the best opening moment I’ve ever seen, and the best twist when we received our first flash forward (flash present?) when we were still in the flashback mindset.
That’ll have to be satisfaction enough.
Comments
Oh, I so should have known you’d bring that up…
That was a case of my fingers working faster than my brain. Of course, just about everything works faster than my brain these days.
Posted by Stephanie Morrill on 24 May 2010
Yeah, Steph, about those “spoiler texts…” Actually, I was glad to know Vincent would be making an appearance. Hehe…
Posted by Kelli on 24 May 2010