Lost and Found.

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Like many of you out there, I love Lost. I love the complexly flawed characters, the heavy philosophical and literary references throughout, the often sappy dialogue and over-dramatized emotional sequences. So, like many of you out there, I was eagerly anticipating last night’s series finale. And now it’s all sinking in. I imagine there were a lot of theories about how it would end out there, and I hope some of you had the satisfaction of realizing you were right. Because I had a few that I thought were pretty solid, but very few of the details came to be. So it goes. I’ve been browsing the discussion threads this morning and I’m quite surprised to find a widespread unrest amongst fans. People seem to be vehemently turning their backs on the series they once called a friend and claiming that they wasted six years of their lives only to get no answers to the questions they’ve had. I thought it was fairly obvious that the events of the series were going to be left fairly wide open to interpretation. At least that’s the status quo that JJ Abrams and company have established over the last six years. A show that runs almost entirely on questions isn’t going to end with answers.

I admit when the screen flashed white and the credits rolled over shots of plane wreckage on the beach, I was pretty disappointed. I said, and I quote, “Huh.” But my disappointment wasn’t with the lack of answers, nor the surprise purgatory ending that fans seemed to view as a spiritual cop-out, but rather the messy pile of events in the parallel LAX storyline that didn’t seem to make sense in an afterlife-reality that the characters themselves created. But the more I process, the more it makes sense. Jack had no real relationship with his father, so he creates a son whom he can reconcile his parental shortcomings with. Desmond, in life, sought the approval of Penny’s father, Charles Widmore above nearly anything else, so in death he’s Widmore’s most valued and trusted employee. Even the island, which so mysteriously lay at the bottom of the Pacific for the entire final season, was put there by the minds of the characters who needed closure. Sure, the end was a little thick on the sentimental, but what else can you expect from a show that connected its audience to its characters so well over six years?

I still have to mention that it would have been a lot cooler had Desmond used his unique resistance to the powers of the island to turn into the anti-smoke monster and throw down with John Locke rather than just pulling and reseating a plug in a hole, but that’s a minor complaint from an excited fanboy. I think once fans get over the ambiguity of the island’s story they’ll recognize how tastefully the show’s writers let it die. I think. Of course some people will never be satisfied. I know. I’m a critic. Now, in honor of the last Lost, enjoy one of the best sequences between Jorge Garcia and Michael Emerson. It’s poetic, to be sure:

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