Thoughts on the finale of Lost.
Well, perhaps one of television's most important phenomena has come to an end. You can relate to Lost in many ways. More often than not, you meet people who say that after the third season it's all rubbish. But, dear friends. Just from the end of the fourth season and all of the fifth season, we were getting ready for something completely different, philosophical and unconventional, which the sixth season is, especially the last episodes of it. And after all, you wouldn't know it until you watch it yourself and understand it. Unfortunately, Lost is considered a pop series. Which implies that it can be watched by people who don't have a lot of thinking and imagination. When I go to the forums, I feel so sorry for these people. Because they demand what the creators didn't want to convey to the viewers. And that's why they're slinging mud about a piece of work that wasn't and probably won't be.
But my point is. The final episode. 144 minutes. Two crucial deaths. And the last 20 minutes, full of brainwashing. And not one answer. I have to be honest, at first you're just outraged. (Of course, once you get over the shock of what you've seen on screen.) How is it, you've been watching, watching the show for six years. All six years, new mysteries kept popping up, and few answers. And while you're waiting for season 6, you think, this season will tell you everything. Of course there are answers. But the percentage of unsolved mysteries is much higher. The creators managed to give no answers so that the viewer doesn't need them at all. In fact, all we've seen in seasons 1-5 is the scenery. All those polar bears, the dharma inishive, room 23, the bird screaming Hurley's name, and a bunch of other piles of trivia that went unanswered. The series is NOT about that. It was a screen for the true message of the series, which unfortunately was only fully communicated (and not to everyone) in the last episode. It's a story about destiny, the struggle of good versus evil, the struggle for one's faith, the love of loved ones, and the fact that if people are destined to do something, things will turn around so that they do it. A riddle about numbers? They're candidate numbers. Why the hell are they dating the whole show? It's destiny. These numbers are what connects all these people. Some kind of sign that there's a reason they're in one place or another. But that's just me guessing. The beauty of this ending, and of the series as a whole, is that everyone can explain what happened as he wants. And he will be right. At least, it will be a quite rational explanation for him and, perhaps, the only right one. And there can be a huge number of such people.
There has never been such an event in television before. I don't know if something like this will ever be made, or if this is an isolated example of how art can feel comfortable on television screens. On a personal note I'd like to thank the creator of this project, J.J. Abrams, and head writers Carlton Cuse and Damon Lindelof, who kept us happy for 6 seasons. The important thing is that ABC doesn't go after the profits and demand more of what's in the Lost movie franchise. That would disrupt all the fragile splendor that the writers created in the last series. Those who haven't seen, or only watched the first season are welcome to watch anything and everything. And those who didn't like it... it's up to you. But if I were you, I'd watch it a couple more times. Just to be sure.
All in all, "what happened is what happened", Lost is over, bow, curtain.
P.S. at the end of a man shed a man's tear lolost