Last night Tom and I once again fell into the nasty trap of staying up all night, watching Lost DVD's in bed. We watched the first three episodes of season 5.
It occurred to me that, while this show is awesome, to explain the total amazing-ness of Lost to a non-fan would be impossible to do fairly, because in synopsis it sounds terrible.
At the end of season 4, Ben Linus "moved" the island by turning a giant wheel, whilst a thoroughly constipated look graced his evil face, and the island dissapeared into the ocean. The new season started with the survivors moving through time spontaneously, encountering the actual Dharma people who had been dead for decades. The Oceanic Six were back in the United States, living hellish lives, and it's three years later. It sounds like a terrible, impossible to follow show, but it's truly fantastic.
Lost is the best show that's been on TV for ages. I expect a few late nights while I work my way through season 5.
I have an enormous amount of respect for any show that ends while still at a high level of popularity. As a kid, I was a huge fan of the show Road to Avonlea. The producers ended the show voluntarily at the height of its popularity because it was largely based on the children in the show, and the children were growing up.
As much as I adore Lost, I'm thrilled that the producers are ending the show after the sixth season, because their reason is noble. They have an ending planned, and they're not going to allow an entirely un-artistic thing like the opportunity to make more money interfere with their story. Good for them.
Lost is awesome. More power to them.
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