Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Son of a Bitch! Final LOST episode !Spoilers!

We watched our dvr'd (I know this is not a word) final episode of Lost last night. Ugg. I am feeling really dissatisfied. Mike liked it, but I felt it was a cop out on a couple of levels. I really liked that it ended in a reverse of the opening sequence: Jack's eye closing (vs. opening), him looking at the sky while nestled in the bamboo, Vincent the dog showing up... I thought that was fitting.

But the whole group-date in the pan-religion church just bugged me.

Maybe I'm dense? Did they die at other times and now they're in 'heaven' but at the age when they lived together on the island?

Not to sound like a mother, but did Aaron die, as a baby?-- or will Charlie and Claire raise him in heaven. Raising a perpetual newborn surely is not anyone's idea of heaven.

Who is taking care of Jack and Juliet's son?

For that matter, who is raising Penny and Desmond's son? Hopefully not Eloise Widmore. She scares the bejesus out of me. Not the sweet, baking cookie type of grandma at all.

Where is Mr. Eko? When Jack entered the chapel I was so hopeful he would appear!! He was a man of God, right? or at least his brother was... maybe he was just masquerading as one. I can't remember. It's much too complicated, and my brain has to hold on to things like statistics, and the lyrics to all the Beastie Boys albums. I cannot remember every last episode of lost.

I think what bothers me most about it is I am SUCH a planner. I have a rough outline of what I plan to do for the next decade. Seriously. And this just feels thrown together. Everyone knew, through the writer's interviews, etc. that THEY didn't know exactly where the story would go six years ago. That bothers me. I can see some leniency for inspiration-- not every idea comes right at the beginning. Instead, it feels like they had no plan, and they kept tossing 'cool' ideas into the mix. And then they couldn't gather all the different lines and put them back into some kind of meaningful narrative.

It was such a fantastic idea, but I am simply dissatisfied. Mike points out that I was bound to be dissatisfied. He liked the ending, or at least accepted it.

Here is what I wanted to happen: I imagined that the characters would get a chance to make a decision, to chose the island life or the LA life. But I didn't want them to all be dead. Even if it's not "now", if it's the future (but how can it be the future if Aaron is still a baby). I wanted all those people to become reunited, and to know-- to have realization of the current narrative and the sideways narrative, and then each be given a choice to go to the island forever if they liked. Is that too Dharma?

I did like that all the ruined love stories, all the devastating heartbreak deaths (Shannon, Jin and Sun, Libby, Charlie, Boone, etc.) were 'erased'. Those were the shattering moments on the series. The deaths I felt the worst about. But again, then where is Mr. Eko, Rousseau, Alex, her boyfriend (was it Karl?), etc.

I think the underlying problem is this sort of revisionist sense of "that's why, because we told you so", when it doesn't make logical sense. Logical sense in that world at least. For example, I can totally suspend disbelief to imagine that good and evil, personified in twin brothers, must combat each other for all time on a tropical island. Fine. I buy it.
But to imagine that three people manage to turn a 747 around and then acheive take-off on a tropical island. I don't buy it. It's ludicrous. Take a boat, for goodness sake.

I always HATE these kinds of mysteries. In my humble opinion, the best mystery is the one where the author gives you just enough info to solve it yourself, right before the lead character solves it. I HATE when they pull the rug out from under you at the end. Where's the fun in that?

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