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Found?

Wanted to offer a summary of my thoughts after the conclusion of LOST.  To give you the short-short version, I was satisfied, and the outcome made sense to me.

The only real frustrating thing from my perspective was that we didn’t find out specifically:

  • what the point of the light at the heart of the island is
  • why Desmond was the one who had to go down to move the rock
  • what the island’s real purpose is

… I guess that makes me want to go back and re-watch certain episodes to dig for the nuggets of wisdom on those topics that were dropped along the way.  In the end, it seems like we need to take the words of Jacob, his mother, and the findings of the Dharma researchers at face value.  Maybe there is no greater explanation than what Jacob explained, and the mysterious powers of the island are just what they appeared to be.

The final conclusion of the show seemed to imply that those things that we were all asking and theorizing about don’t matter that much, though.  Great allegory for human existence and a demonstration of the teachings of most of the world’s religions (demo’ed in the idolatry of so many in the room where Jack and his dad met): the things in this life don’t matter as much as what’s to come next.  What the island is or how it works or what it’s there for isn’t as important as the reality that the castaways spent the most important parts of their lives together; that they found one another; that the loves forged on the island were the most essential ones that any of the characters would have.

I think it’s a bold way to handle the conclusion of show like this (and really, when you think about the path we’ve been led down all this while, should have come as no surprise), to say about the characters: well, in the end they all die.  In the end, we ALL DIE.  What is the most important thing?  That we loved one another.  What happened to Sawyer, Kate, Richard, Miles, and Frank wasn’t important anymore.  What happened to Hurley and Ben wasn’t important anymore.  This was the story of this group of people at this point in their lives, and at the VERY END, they ended up where we all wanted them to be.

It’s actually a very satisfying way to handle it, because you get to kill and not kill everyone; you leave all their fates open to interpretation and speculation while specifying all of them.

My interpretations or ideas about certain key elements:

  1. Did any of the “events” in the flash sideways take place?  What about things like Jack’s son, or Locke’s fiance, or stuff like that? No, none of those things actually occurred; I am fine with Christian’s explanation that the flash sideways was a construct of the castaways shared consciousness immediately following their deaths.
  2. What happened to the island after Hurley became the caretaker? I like to think that he did exactly as Ben suggested (and judging by their conversation outside the church, I’m sure that’s right), and he took care of anyone that found their way there after him.  Whereas Jacob brought people that were alone and struggling through their lives (in the same sorts of ways that HE was), I figure Hurley helped those that were lost find their way home if that’s what they wanted, or helped those that wanted to stay to get along.  Groups of people also consistently came to the island struggling to control its power, whether it was the people who the Man in Black lived with, or the Army after the War, or the Dharma Initiative later on.  I assume others would come and go in similar fashion over time, with minimal interference from the island’s caretaker.  One thing that seemed assured for all those people: the island is too powerful to be controlled by them, and their greed will be eventually be their undoing.  We didn’t get any indication that that would change, so I imagine it didn’t.
  3. To extend that line of thinking, it seems important to note that the mystery behind Jacob/Man In Black’s story seems distinct from the story of the mysterious power of the island in the space-time continuum. I don’t get the impression that Jacob or anyone that came after him understood the nature of the island’s power, but some of them did learn how to wield it.  I think that maybe the island should be understood as a sort of focal point or wormhole in the universe.  Based on the travels of Ben and Locke after turning the wheel, it seems like the wormhole goes to a specific place, and the electromagnetic interference generated by the island is probably a byproduct of that conduit.

However, I still don’t understand what the light and the rock and the pool are doing to keep the island intact.  I don’t quite get how (or if) that relates to the wormhole.  In the end, I think I’m going to try NOT to focus on those elements that may be hard to explain or open to speculation, and drink the creator’s kool-aid in saying, “None of that really matters.  At the very end of everything, what we really care about is where the characters ended up.  And they all seemed to be in a very good place.”

Four Three Four Stars

Finished watching the first season of Jericho on DVD yesterday. I have now ventured back to the CBS website and found out that I have 7 ep’s to go before they call it a series. I started out really enjoying the show, then I felt like it hit a lull and lost direction mid-year, before (sort of) picking it back up again down the stretch.

If I were making a critical assessment strictly from a content standpoint, I would have downgraded it to three stars– I thought it was enjoyable, but I have a feeling I might’ve given up on it if I were watching week-to-week.  For one thing, there were some significant continuity problems, and second, the method used to turn an apparent “bad guy” into a “good guy” was pretty sloppy and poorly executed.  There was also a tendency to dwell on certain plot points and present NEARLY EVERY FRACKING CHARACTER’S VIEWPOINT of a set of circumstances before moving forward.  Even as I sit here and consider the continuity issues… they become more numerous. That was a major thing as the season wore on.

However, I still think that the show played well on an allegorical level– I feel that, overall, the series (at least as much of it as I’ve seen, which is most) did a good job of interpreting a harrowing, 3rd-World-type disaster into English.  I found myself appreciating the sense of isolation and lawlessness that I could only imagine would exist anywhere when a small group of people are suddenly and violently cut off from the rest of the world.

The over-arching problems that the characters faced, and the troubles that they had to deal with rang true to me, even if the way that those problems were handled didn’t always do as well.  I did find it distracting at times when they would run too long on tangents pertaining to conspiracies or characters’ back stories– Jericho wasn’t LOST or 24, but it tried to be both at different times.  Maybe that was part of the problem, and why they were whacked after 22 29 episodes– the show was definitely at its best when it told the story of a fractured society that was torn from its comfort zone and had to reinvent a whole new way of life.  As a tale of human ingenuity and perseverance, Jericho works.  As an action/mystery serial, not so much.

Gimme the News

Had a productive weekend of “getting some shit together.”  There was Joe’s help w/ the mail server, some general household sorta crap on Saturday, and oil-changing, computer-fixing, furnace-repairing, condo-cleaning action on Sunday.  Michelle and I even got to go out on a date on Saturday evening.

Decided I would try to keep it going today, so I was looking around my insurance carrier’s website at lunch for doctors and whatnot.  I found a dentist pretty quickly (he’s only a couple blocks from my house, but of course that’ll change come July 1), and I have it narrowed down to three doctors.  As I was sharing with Wordy, my criteria for selecting a primary care physician are as follows:

  1. Geography– someplace close to work or home, in a hospital (not a strip mall)
  2. Sound of name– whose name do I like the best?

So, yeah.  I have Jack Kaufman, Geoffrey Lamb, or Theodore MacKinney.  I like #’s 1 and 3 the best.  I’m partial to Jack, though, probably because of Alias and LOST.  Which I understand is absolutely ridiculous, but I’m just being honest.
The dentist I picked is named Barry.  That also sounds like the name of a dentist to me.

We {heart} TV!!!

Realized earlier this morning that today is the season premiere of the 4th season of LOST. My prediction that what little audience they were left with last season is going to dwindle even more (the 9-month hitatuses don’t help), but for anyone that IS planning to watch, and maybe you missed something, here is a recap that I offered to Mundscahu today (I think it’s pretty thorough, and effective encapsulates the series):

“they’re on the island, they’re off the island, there’s a submarine, there’s a plane, there’s a boat, there’s a hatch, it’s the future, it’s the past, people come back to life, they don’t come back to life, they’re ghosts, they’re crazy, they’re pregnant, they’re not pregnant
“they’ve got a lot of irons in the fire”

This is a Zippy Post

A great week for lists– if you have any Easter weekend prep, make sure you write it down. I know I’ll need to.

I have a lot of time-sensitive stuff keeping me extra-busy @ work this week. So somewhere, I need to carve out time to make my ‘work’ and ‘home’ lists. Already Wednesday, tho, so I hope there’s time for it all.

Wednesday. LOST is on again. *sigh* God I hate that show…

And Then It Was Thursday

Last evening, I missed LOST, but I doubt there was much to write home about.

Instead, Michelle drove up because she really wanted to go skiing on what very well might be the last cold week of the winter. We took a ride over to Mt. Morris and Nordic Mountain. It was pretty nice, without a lot of people, several runs open, and some fresh snow from the day before.

This was my second ski trip ever, but I impressed myself by actually advancing a little in a relatively short period of time. I think properly-fitting boots and thinking through how skiing should work were a big help (and that’s not to mention my very sexy ski instructor).

We had gone down a number runs by 8:30, and for some reason I patted myself down at that moment, because I had my phone, my ID, and my car key all in pockets inside my jacket.

As it turns out, it was right about then that I realized the car key was no longer present. I didn’t freak out too much– felt really stupid, more than anything. I don’t know why keeping something important in a pocket that doesn’t zip or button closed seemed like a good idea when we first got there, but…

I also felt sort of bad about ruining that last hour that was had on the hill for Michelle– I know this was probably the only chance she was going to get to ski this year, and she had been spending the majority of the night babysitting me on the way down each run.

So between about 8:40 and 9:25, I was fumbling around in the snow in the one spot that I really took a digger earlier in the night, to no avail. Michelle gave the heads-up to the staff people, and one of the patrol dudes came out and ran his poles around in the snow with us a little. One of them tried to be optimistic, saying maybe the groomer would pick it up the next day, but I’m not going to hold my breath.

How did we get home, you ask? I’m lucky that I have a network of reliable friends who know that I’m a douschebag here in Oshkosh. Dave Schrubbe ran over to my house to open the door and retrieve my extra car key, and then Joe and April drove out to meet us there so we could get back home. This, and Joe had a paper to write for today, too. I didn’t realize that when I asked if they could help us out…

When all was said and done, we were asleep by about midnight, which probably wasn’t that much later than we usually would’ve gone to bed.  My shoulders and ankles are a little more sore than usual, but, all things considered, we coasted into Thursday no worse for wear.