The very long finale to ABC’s
Lost was
deeply touching, quite ridiculous and, in its very last seconds, so infuriating I erupted like the Smoke Beast and
did a few cloudy charges around the perimeter of my apartment on the
island of Manhattan. Then I ate my remote and sat down to collect my roiling thoughts.
Touching and ridiculous I was expecting:
Lost has always been so far out on the edge — and so courageous about it — that the final revelations of Oceanic Flight 815 would have risen either like a phoenix or a
magician’s pigeon forcibly flung out over the audience. But this …
Actually,
the episode started on a terrific note, seizing on what always felt like the
show’s true emotional core: the unresolved relationship between Dr. Jack Shepherd (Matthew Fox) and his dead father. At the start of the two-and-a-half hour
episode, the arrival of the father’s casket back in Los Angeles and the rather jokey detail that his name was the symbolically fraught “Christian Shepherd” suggested that we were about to begin a requiem — not only old Doc Shepherd’s but
the show’s, and with it all the solemn connotations of life and death and rebirth and
DVD sales.Well, this will be lovely,” I thought, as I waited out the island showdown between Jack and John Locke (Terry O’Quinn). This aspect of
season 6 has always been total hokum, especially since Locke’s bald metaphysical awfulness made him seem more and more like an America’s Got Talent contestant impersonating Marlon Brando in Apocalypse Now. By the end, I still didn’t understand what harm Locke would have done if he ever left the island. Shoplift souls in the duty-free store at LAX? And why exactly did the
island NEED protection? Was there a snail darter requiring superhuman intervention?
Lost DVD 1-6
Dexter DVD 1-4
Family Guy DVD 1-8
Grey’s Anatomy DVD 1-6
Criminal Minds DVD 1-5
Zumba DVD
Weeds DVD 1-5
deeply touching, quite ridiculous
