(Note: using Lost -ian is like using “Lynchian” but for people with terrible taste in television). Why don’t more people want to talk about Lost, Drew? I’m probably going to name my first born son Walt, and he will then have a dog named Vincent, which will be pretty weird because that means he is naming his dog after his dad but that’s okay because what a Lost-ian scenario that is. I have genuinely considered, on more than one occasion, getting Jack’s shitty, godawful tattoos just for the chance to start more conversations about Lost. I love this ridiculous piece of shiny, washed-up ocean trash so Lockedamn much. Vinnie: My turn? Okay I love Lost, Drew. You’ll never get the same feeling as you did watching Kate and Sawyer make out in those tiger cages for the first time, or hearing Mama Cass’ “Make Your Own Kind of Music.” Or fuck, realizing that, in a show full of terrible parents, the entire internet agrees with you about who gets the “Worst Dad of the Island” mug: I. Think about it: what show has a perfect finale? Especially in the genre of sci-fi/fantasy? It’s very rare, because even if you got a perfect explanation for everything–from the polar bears to why Locke’s boss at the boxing company is SUCH a prick (we will address this in a bit) to Jack’s stupid tattoos–it would be hard for answers to evoke the same emotional response as the questions the show posed.Įven if Lost had a “perfect” finale…which, Vinnie, wait your turn…it would be a disappointment for fans.

I get how that would be frustrating.īut Lost ‘s legacy, in my opinion, has less to do with that finale as it did with the journey to get there. So it was like…not that bad! I remember thinking “I don’t know why everyone’s so upset about the ending of this show? It’s…fine?” I didn’t really have the same frame of reference as the rest of Others*, because I hadn’t devoted several years of my life to cliffhangers and puzzles that all led back to a reveal that would later be used as the blueprint for a primetime sitcom. I’ll go first! My relationship with Lost is not as complicated as a lot of other fans, but that’s because I refused to watch a single episode of the show until the day after the finale, after which I binged the entire show in one summer. This week we’re going from Oceanic 815’s crash all the way up to episode 11.ĭrew : Okay, so first up, let’s go around the table and say our relationship with Lost going into this rewatch. That’s right….we’re going back to review Lost in half-season chunks.

So instead of chasing down a limited-run Swedish crime drama no one’s ever heard of, why not join me, Drew Grant, and Vinnie Mancuso as we travel all the way back to September, 2004, when the name Damon Lindelof was not yet the dog whistle of unpopular endings it would become. Historically, summertime is a dead zone for television and film.

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