Honestly, I don't know what my problem is.
I am a huge fan of Lost. I was a huge fan of the finale. I was definitely there every week, for every episode, ready to post my blog analysis of it.
But something about the finale.
I mean, I watched it with my friends. I drank Dharma beer. We discussed during commercials, we discussed on the drive home, we discussed before bed. We discussed the next day. I discussed with other friends. I talked about it in a vlog. I discussed this episode with so many people, at so many different times, on so many different mediums, I had nothing left to say.
So I didn't update. And then so much time went by I felt weird updating, and knew if I ever did update, it would have to be fraught with apologies.
But now I am about to leave for tour, where I wont be thinking about Lost or about the finale or about anything really besides playing shows every day for an entire month, and I just couldn't turn my back on this blog.
I mean, we all watched it. We all found out the LAX timeline was essentially pointless; a world created by the Oceanic castaways so they could find each other again in another life ("See you in another life, brotha").
We figured out they were in heaven or some equivalent afterlife type place.
We saw how heartbreaking it was that Ben chose not to join them without Alex.
We saw how awesome it was that Hurley needed Ben and Ben needed Hurley on the island, and that Ben finally got what Jacob would never give him - a real purpose on the island.
We all cried when Claire and Charlie remembered each other, and when Kate delivered Aaron a second time.
We all wondered why Jack had a son at all, and if this poor kid only got to exist in the afterlife.
We saw the epic fight scene up on the cliff.
We wondered and argued over and over and over again whether or not Jack was seeing the first plane landing in fake-dreamworld LAX at the very end, or if he was seeing his friends escape the island on the Ajira plane (he was seeing the Ajira plane, come on guys).
We all teared up a little when Vincent joined Jack as he was dying, just like how the series started.
I loved the finale. I don't have much more to say because we all experienced it, we all experienced this whole show together, and the ending was exactly what this show needed.
I was reading somewhere that modern television isn't meant to do series finales. It's meant to do cliffhangers. Most shows never make it to the final conclusive episode of their run, because of the very nature of the environment of TV. Most shows get cancelled before they have a chance. So people are actually quite frequently disappointed with conclusions, because we're all used to and love these epic cliffhanger season finales (especially of the caliber Lost has been throwing us all these years).
But I think Lost tackled this huge task with grace and with tact. The nature of the show is to question, so leaving a lot of things open ended was fine by me. In my opinion, we got answers to pretty much every important question aside from the one thing that still bothers me - WHY IS ELOISE SO IMPORTANT/POWERFUL/ALL KNOWING?
I liked the sentiment though. You spend the afterlife with the most important people in your life. That's a great take home thought.
I'm afraid I am going to admit defeat on this episode. For once, I want to just be the type of Lost viewer that sits back and enjoys the episode for what it was. I don't feel the need to tear into this one like I did the rest of the season, so I am not going to.
Thanks for experiencing the finale season of Lost with us, everyone. I have enjoyed so much working on this project with Pearl, Hydra, and even Arrow, wherever he is. I hope we can continue this community in some way; it would be such a shame to throw in the towel on this blog.
Maybe we can each take a few new shows and review them? See if there is something new coming this fall we can all watch together? Does anyone have any suggestions of new shows coming out?
Sorry, again, for the abnormally irresponsible delay in me updating.