Sorry, what a bad title. Anyway, the new series of Lost – what do you think?
At the end of the last series, I was SOOO gripped, I almost cried when it ended. I neeeeded to know what was going to happen. Then, a few weeks ago, when it was announced that it would be back on soon, I just didn’t feel that excited. Why?
Having heard that the cast have signed up to do 5 more series, it’s quite blatant that we’re not going to get to the bottom of things anytime soon, are we? Whilst Lost started off with a bang and kept us on the edge of our seats, for the entire 1st series, I think some of us fell off them in the wait for the 2nd.
Terminal frustration started to set in – just @#*&’ give us something, we neeeed to know!! Last week’s episode ('Orientation') with the button pushing was, frankly, yawn-inducing. Then, just when I think I’m going to give up and turn off, they put on a heart-warming episode that was just fabulous.
The message of last night’s Lost ('Everybody hates Hugo') was Hope. Overwhelming love, faith and hope. The bit that got me the most was Rose, who throughout the entire first and second series has maintained that she knew her husband had survived and was alive somewhere. Admit it, we all thought that she was in denial, clinging to the last shreds of hope. And then when Mike, Sawyer and Jin found the other survivors of the crash and it turned out that Bernard, her husband, was alive, I must confess, I shed a little tear or two.
It was a bittersweet moment when Sun buried the bottle filled with the notes of all the survivors, given to the ones who left on the raft, in order to keep the hope alive for all the others, despite knowing that she would have to keep this a secret and mourn silently for the possible loss of her husband and the other rafters. How selfless… It made my heart ache...
My fave bits:
Rose, knowing in her heart that her husband was alive, saved her chocolate bar for him (and his sweet-tooth)
Charlie and Claire and the peanut butter
The whole great big fraternal scene in front of the campfire (why, they might as well have strummed their guitars and sung cheesy songs)
Jack walking in on Kate coming out of the shower (sexual tension or what?)
That episode, cheesy as it was, made me realise what it is that I loved about Lost in the first place – not the mysteriously, nail-biting storylines, but the fact that every character has a story, a past, and are so overwhelmingly likeable. Plus, don’t you just love that ‘Whooooom’ noise just before a flashback? :)
Maybe I’m just a soppy git but I do love Lost…