“What’s your point?”
Just kidding. I felt it important to clarify that I make good use of the Fast Forward button on the TiVo remote. That is, when I can find said remote buried deep within the couch cushions.
The children make a sport of hiding the remote from one another. AND IT NEVER GETS OLD.
On a positive note, I have netted a good deal of coins from the bowels of the couch while remote diving. To be used for the curse jar.
Anyhoo. I often not only fast forward through the commercials, but also through a certain television hosts drivel. And assorted lack luster performances. So I am really not spending THAT much time ACTUALLY watching. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
I did not, however, fast forward a single second of Lost last night. In fact, we made the ultimate sacrifice and watched it IN REAL TIME. Had to endure the commercials, and I must say that Target should give their ad exec a big fat bonus, because the spots were brilliant.
About Lost. I don’t know about you, but I’m still lost. AND MAD AS A HORNET.
All throughout the last 6 years, theories of Purgatory have been bantered about, and the writers said NAY to that idea. Big fat fibbers. Liar liar pants on fire.
I’m not sure I am happy with the ending. I did not want them all to be dead. Although, I must say that many a tissue lay used about me, as I wept with each realization and reconciliation. And let me just say that I totally called it when I name Juliet as Jack’s ex-wife in sideways world.
The Claire/Charlie reunion was the most rewarding. Sob. Sob.
Part of my issue is with the writer’s idea of that particular afterlife. My belief system is different, and it simply kept getting in the way of me being able to enjoy Lost as a piece of fiction.
I’m simply left with too many questions. Judging from the attire that the castaways were wearing, I believe that they “died” on day one. Kate was wearing the same top and pants. So does that mean that Lapidis, Miles, and Richard never existed?
I was left to theorize away the answers AT DARK THIRTY because I couldn’t sleep after the finale. I suspect that the ending to Lost will be bantered about for years to come. There is the faction of folk that found the ending very satisfying. And there’s the faction of folk that I’m certain were lobbing furniture at their television screen.
Then there’s the group, like me, that haven’t reached a conclusion yet. Sort of a purgatory, if you will.
Did you love it or not love it?
(Updated to add: A girlfriend of mine sent me this link. Totally helped me make peace with the ending!)