Simple Pleasures

I’ve spent the entire morning congratulating myself on not having watched Lost. Does that make me shallow? (If not, how can I become shallow?) I stopped watching after the first six episodes when it became clear to me (as a certified professional maker-up of things) that the conclusion could only be 1) it was all a dream or 2) everyone was dead. The only thing that would have redeemed it is if the entire cast had awakened in bed with Bob Newhart.

  1. The Warning

    There is an alternate ending where Evangeline Lilly awakes in bed with Bob Newhart available on the internet.

    At least the writers can poke fun at themselves.

  2. James Poulos
    C

    Turns out I had a similar reaction, Andrew. I’m sensing that neither (1) nor (2) strike you as particularly artful ways to justify a narrative. Is it a sign of something deeper or broader afoot in the culture that the show could only compute at the primitive or primally unrealistic level of dream and myth?

  3. Andrew Klavan
    C

    You outdid me by six episodes, James. For me, the pleasure of these sorts of stories derives from knowing the storyteller’s going to come up with a wonderful, concise and yet more or less believable explanation that’s going to make sense of everything. That’s what it means for an ending to be “satisfying.” It’s-all-a-dream is about as satisfying as “In a single leap, Dirk was free!” These dream endings only work when they turn a story on its head, showing the whole thing in a delightful new light… as in The Sixth Sense.

  4. FeliciaB

    Okay, I realize that I am in the presence of vastly superior storytellers than I. However, I have become a Lost addict. Granted, I haven’t watched the last 2 episodes. I’m trying to extend my addiction just a few days longer. What hooked me about the show was the sense that there was something just outside my peripheral vision, one more little surprise to keep me interested. Yeah, I’m a sucker for that type of storytelling.

    At the same time, I’m not expecting some type of earth-shattering, “OMG” ending which will explain the quintessential question of the universe: Why do humans exist? I don’t think the writers of the series have that type of philosophical depth. Or if they do, the “PC-ness” of the TV editorial culture won’t let them go there.

    Has Lost transformed my life in dramatic ways? Oh no. It’s entertainment. Entertainment that let me escape my simple life of caring for 3 small boys while reading conservative opinions and doing side photography, acting and singing gigs.

  5. Karen

    I tried to watch an episode of Lost once, because so many Facebook friends were raving about it. I got into about 5 minutes, and it was the most boring, melodramatic thing I’d seen in a while. Perhaps I found it repellant, because it reminded me of my preteen years when my older teenage sister insisted (by force) that the only after-school show that would be watched in our house was Day of Our Lives. I just can’t stomach soap operas, even if they have good special effects.

  6. Kondo Isami

    I was a Lost junkie, and I’m not ashamed to say it. What did it for me more than anything was the iconography. The way the hatch looked, the interior of the Swan, the hieroglyphics when the button wasn’t pushed in time, the orientation videos, the statue, and especially the blast door map. These things really kept me hooked, more so than the story (particularly the characterization issues of the second season).

    On a side note, I was a little weirded out by the church scene at the end. Did we have to make it a point to see things from *all* the world’s religions? I mean, except the Zoroastrians. Sucks to be them.