
6 years ago there was a buzz. A buzz about that something was coming. Something extraordinary. Something that would rewrite television history. That something was the tv-series LOST. And last Sunday the last chapter was shown and the book is now closed.
I watch more tv-series than most people I know. And I for sure watch more tv-series than I do movies. The easy answer to why that is would be that one episode of a tv-show is 42 minutes long, and a movie is much longer. I get restless to commit to something longer than 42 minutes. The argument against that is of course that a tv-series much more time in the long run. If I have counted right LOST consist of 121 episodes. And then I am not counting the recap episodes that some seasons starts with. So yes, that is a lot more commitment time wise than a movie.
I am now going to argue that this is the point. The 121x42 minutes that I have spent watching LOST is so much more than just entertainment, education or even intellectual challenge. I have spent this time not just watching the characters of the show. I have spent this time getting to know them. I have spent this time laughing with them, crying with them, being scared with them and having adventures with them. I have spent this time living and loving with them. I know them. Turning on an episode of a tv-show you have been following for a long time is like visiting friends. Or at least it should be, because to me this is the measurement of a really good tv-show.
I have visited my friends on the Island for 6 years time. I was there when the plane crashed, both the first and the second time. I was there when Jack and Kate met and she was sawing up his wound. I was there when Walt was kidnapped, when Boone, Shannon, Libby, Ana-Lucia, Charlie and so many more died. I was there with them, with Jack, Kate, Sawyer, Hurley, Ben, Desmond, Penny, Sun, Jin, Juliet, Lapidus and all the other, during all this time. And now it is over, the end has come.
So what do I have to say about the end? Did I love it? Did I hate it? Most of all I feel empty. I've lost them. There will be no more visits, no more new adventures together. That is as it should be, but it is still sad in a way. Except the sadness. I did love it. I was a perfect ending in the whole. Almost question was answered, and the ones that wasn't doesn't feel that important now. I think that tv-blogger Kristin pre-lost post, I can understand the connections that my own mind would have needed a little bit more time to consider before tying them all up.
My other comments on the last of LOST is:
- NO to Jack&Kate and Sawyer&Juliet. That was the wrong final match!
- Also NO to Shannon being Sayids true love. That is not realistic, to me Nadia was he's true love, even though he also loved Shannon.
- YES to Hurley being the new guardian of the Island.
- YES to all the things happening on the Island being real.
- YES to showing that what is at the core of the show is a love story.
I could go on with this post for a very long time. LOST is extraordinary, in so many ways. But I think it's time to follow Damon Lindelof's words:
"Remember. Let go. Move on."
Thank you.
Thank you.
