Monday, May 31, 2010

LOST 000: Conclusions of Grandeur

"And what's the return on the faith I've provided? I think that I know now . . . but I haven't decided."
-Phish, "Julius"

Here is John Locke. He said that the island had shown him its heart. He said that it was beautiful. He believed that he -- that all of them -- had been called to the island for a higher purpose. A destiny. Something important. He was right. But he had been tricked into acting against that destiny. He was incapable or unwilling to investigate what his faith told him he needed to do. What he wanted seemed always out of his grasp; his reaching just pushed it further away. He believed that he had a destiny, that it wasn't all random chance. He was right. But he died thinking he was wrong. His dying thoughts were I don't understand . . .

John Locke. He knew so much. He knew nothing.

Here is Jack Shephard. He believed that there was no purpose to his arrival on the island. He thought that John Locke was a dangerous lunatic, deluded by messianic delusions of grandeur. Jack was right in ways, but in more important ways he was wrong. The price he and others paid for his enlightenment was great, but in the end, as he died, he understood his place in the universe. He truly had seen the heart of the island, and had become the island's guardian, however temporarily. He'd been given insights into the nature of reality that few would ever grasp, yet it seems clear that even from his extraordinary perspective, he made his decisions regarding the defense of the island only tentatively, using intuition, not knowledge. And, as he passed through to the next life, he stubbornly held on to the old one. He was the last to let go.

Jack Shephard. He knew so much. He knew nothing.

Here is the Enemy. He is a being of almost limitless power and malevolence. He was taught at a very young age that human beings were dangerous, worthless, corrupt beings who would destroy all they came in contact with, and very little he has seen has served to change his mind. In time, his view of human nature has caused him to view the greed and jealousy and rage of mankind as a tool, very useful because it is so very predictable. He specializes in presenting people with the chance to commit violent and destructive acts that appear to be in their self interest, and he has found that they almost never turn down such an opportunity. He knows every inch of the island. He even has seen the heart of it, and understands its power like none other, except perhaps one. His deathless life was even born there. He is infinitely clever, and has learned how to exploit the physical nature of the island's power in amazing ways. Ways he is willing to teach those who might be useful to him.

And yet . . . he is bound by a higher authority. He has never been beyond the island. He knows nothing of what is beyond the walls of his cage. It is unlikely he knows of where he is on the planet. He may only have a rudimentary understanding of a "planet." He dies with his curiosity still unquenched.

The Enemy. He knew so much more than any of us ever will know. He knew nothing.

Here is Jacob. For two thousand years he has been the island's guardian, and wielder of its power. He knows how to bind reality itself to his will. He can manipulate matter within time, creating artifacts that bend time and space. He's made a lighthouse. He's hidden his island 30 minutes in the future, secreted away, undetectable and in motion. He knows how to use the light. He knows what The Enemy is. He believes in people's ultimate goodness. He's been off the island and seen them. He calls them to his island.

But he's been lied to by his mother. He is stunted emotionally, unable or unwilling to connect or approach, unaware of the true nature of the light he protects, just as it is likely she was unaware. He has created The Enemy, and he is powerless to stop it.

Jacob. Possibly the most powerful living entity on the planet. He knows so much. He knows the answers to mysteries we'll never be told. He knows nothing.

Here is the Island. We know that sits on an immense pocket of pan-dimensional energy. We have very good reasons to believe that this energy -- which manifests itself as electromagnetism -- is a sort of a portal between various realms of consciousness. We have very good reason to believe that it is in motion, and that it is out of sync with normal space/time. We have seen for ourselves that the breach of this energy would be catastrophic for the island, and, we suspect, for the whole world, and perhaps beyond. We know that there is a cave, and in the cave a waterfall, and at the bottom of the waterfall a basin fed by streams, and in the basin a hole plugged by a stone. We know that removing that stone would be catastrophic, perhaps in a different way than the piercing of the energy, but no less catastrophic for all that. We know that it has historically had a human Guardian, to whom it gives vast powers, and, perhaps, restrictions. We know that the spirits of the dead are drawn to it.

This is all we know. This is all we will ever know.

It is so much. It is absolutely nothing.

And here we are. We are interested in all these people, and others as well. We are very interested in the island, and what it is. More generally, outside of our TV viewing, we are interested in our lives, and our place in this messy and chaotic and indecipherable world in which we find ourselves. Is there meaning? Are we called to something, and, if so, what? Is it all just random chance? What does it all mean? What do we mean? Do we matter? Across the globe, this drama plays out. And, when we come to the end, how much more will we know than we did at the beginning? What is the nature of the universe, anyway?

One thing (besides taxes) is certain. You will die. You, reading this, will die. And me. And then what? Some of us are very certain about the "then what?", though like Jack and Locke, our certainties may not match. Or may, over time, shift.

Will our dying thought match those of John Locke?

Every day, we know so much more than we knew. And what we mainly learn is this: We know practically nothing.

It's not enough. It's all there is.

About our life, the universe, and our place in it we know what we know. Is that enough for you?

Is it enough?

What if you knew more? Would that be enough?

How about a little more? What if you pushed it out just a little further? Would that be more? Or would you still have more questions?

Is it ever enough?

We'll never stop asking. We'll never stop wanting to know more.

And really, in the end, what do we know?

Guys? Where are we?


Like it? I loved it. As I continue to reflect, it really is the ending that the story needed.

Just like that, here we are. It's done. It's the end of this fascinating, amazing, endlessly creative and infinitely frustrating television program that has captured so many of us. And yes, I loved the series, and I at least liked this extraordinarily challenging and opaque season, and I loved the finale. And yes, I am still frustrated and rather baffled at the sheer perverse audacity at the sort of series that would raise such large questions and leave them open-ended, hanging, unresolved, even as I am amazed and continually impressed at the way so many amazing stories are left there, complete and waiting for us, with only a few spare points of light to let us see them if we look hard enough.

That method of storytelling is challenging to both creator and audience. It walks a very fine line between bravery and foolhardiness, and I am not the guy to tell you that they didn't tip over onto the wrong side from time to time. I am frustrated that we didn't see more about Widmore and Ben. I am frustrated not to know where the island is. I am frustrated not to know a bit more about the nature of Jacob's powers, and a lot more about the rules. There are any number of little tidbits and assumptions and theories that I would love to see sketched in and confirmed.

The frustration and the asking, and even the not knowing? That's what this show is about.

You, not liking that? Even hating that? Even feeling that it was all a waste? That's what this show is about.

Others deciding that they love it, and thought it was brilliant, or at least satisfying? This show was about that, too.

Uncertain how you feel? Wish you knew more? Why all this mystery? Why unresolved in so many cases?

The question is the answer.

The debate is the point.

At the risk of sounding didactic, LOST revealed itself, in the end, to be a narrative that was about the human experience, presented as a mystery show, precisely because the human experience contains within its very DNA so many perplexing and frustrating mysteries. A mystery show is about the mystery, not the answer, and, even when answers are forthcoming. I think I can say with certainty after six years of twists and turns and long cons and double-blinds and mind screws that the creators of this show, whatever their strengths and weaknesses, did not have fulfilling our expectations as a priority. Quite the opposite; they seem to take immense pleasure in confounding our expectation. (Jacob is an all-knowing God! Wait, no, he's a flawed person, too. ) That is their weakness, and it is their triumph. *

*I'm going to footnote a very long discussion about answers and the lack of them to the end of this, so anybody who just wants my episode review can get to it, and just skip all the blah blah blah blah at the end.

Leaving aside that which was not answered, let's spend a couple hundred thousand words on the big things that WERE answered, and what they probably mean.

1) The Sideways World is the afterlife, or, for those of you that are disinclined toward all things afterlife, it is a dimension beyond time that our consciousnesses would understand as an afterlife. It would appear that in this afterlife, you construct for yourself a version of the life you lived, in which you play out various issues and personal conflicts that were central to your life. It would further appear that, while you have no memory of your previous life, and think of your life in this realm as being your actual life, you can be "woken up" by interaction with people who were very important to you in your previous life, or by extreme trauma, or by extreme trauma inflicted upon you by people who were important to you in a previous life. Upon waking up, you appear to move on, together with the group of people most important to you, to another, higher, level of reality/consciousness.

It is not clear if all the people in this realm are actually real, or if some are just constructs. Specific question marks in this regard would be Jack/Juliet's son, David, and Claire's infant son Aaron. However, most evidence is that all these people are actually the "real" them.

It is not clear if death can occur in this realm. Keamy appears to have died along with his goons, but then again, we see him shot a lot in the chest by Sayid, but then when Mikhail returns, Keamy is still alive, albeit groaning and not much in the mood to eat some of his good eggs. The police claim that Sayid killed them, but then again the "police" are Sawyer and Miles, playing out a delusion in which they are gay love---I mean, on the right side of the law. John Locke appears to heal in record time from what looked like a fatal hit and run. Sun heals from getting shot in the gut. Charlie survives swallowing and choking on a heroin baggy. Charlie and Desmond survive a car-meets-the-ocean scenario. I'm saying people are even more resilient here than on the Island.

It does not appear that the people that you "move on" with are necessarily the people you most loved, though you may be very fond of them. Rather, it appears to have been the people with whom you did your most important life's work, and it appears that this life's work is typically collective in nature. This would suggest that the Oceanics were basically some version of what Vonnegut referred to as a karass and Stephen King calls a ka-tet. People the universe brings together to do something.

It is not clear what happens to you upon moving on, except that you enter a light that seems to resemble the light underneath the island.

It is stated that this realm occurs in a place outside of time.

It is almost perfectly clear* that all of our friends made their way into this afterlife after their death. In Jack's case, this was shown in the closing minutes of the show, as he bled out from the enemy-inflicted stab wound and whatever the electromagnetism had done to him down in the cave before it (apparently) expelled him. In the case of most of the other deaths we've seen, this happened during the show's running time. In the case of Kate and Sawyer, Claire Miles etc., this probably occurred many decades after Ajira 316 escaped the island. In Hurley's case, and maybe Ben's, this could have happened thousands of years after the events of the series.

*I say "almost perfectly" because some people are reading the island as being something that happened only from Jack's frame of reference, and that everything -- island and sideways -- were part of Jack's redemptive arc after dying in the original Oceanic 815 crash. I don't think the story supports this very much at all, but it doesn't outright refute it, so if you want to strip all the meaning and resonance out of the series for literally every other character besides Jack, be my guest.

2) What's in the cave is a waterfall. At the bottom of the waterfall, there is a basin, fed by streams. In the middle of the basin is an opening to the light, with the rock on top of it. Taking the rock off of it does things. Bad, bad things.

It also removes Smoke Monster powers from the enemy, which was apparently information that Jack-as-island-Guardian had access to. But the other thing it does is change the light from white to red, causes earthquakes, and (eventually) sinks the island.

Restoring the rock puts things right again. That's one important rock. For my money -- and probably yours -- the idea of a cork was perhaps something that worked better as a metaphor than a physical reality. A little too pat. A little too on-the-nose. I think that's what happens when you take something that is numinous and mysterious and make it something that is mechanical and literal. See also: donkey wheel. Something to keep in mind if you were hoping to find out what exactly makes the island move or where exactly the island is (and I do want to find those things out).

So, what can we take from these two major reveals?

Well, first of all, we have an island that is sitting on an immense pocket of light. Scientifically speaking, this light reveals itself as electromagnetic power, and appears to allow the island to break rules of time/space. Metaphysically speaking, it appears to attract spirits like a moth to . . . I don't know, another moth? Moths like moths, right?

With the direct correlation between the Light that Christian leads our heroes into at the end of the Sideways interlude, and the island's Source Light, I would say that what is found in the island's Source Light is the Sideways afterlife, and/or what level of consciousness comes after it.

Think about it. The Sideways world exists outside of time. "There is no Now, here." If the island light is the afterworld light, we have a little more of an idea why such light would put the island in an unusual situation regarding time/space, to say nothing of why Desmond, exposed to copious amounts of it, might find himself observing other realities/possibilities and jumping through time. And why are there are spirits on the island? It's the gateway to the afterlife, that's why.

Shorthand? The Guardian of the island is guarding the portal to the afterlife. And, if the island goes . . . then something goes very wrong with that portal. It somewhat resembles a different place.

The island is kind of a big deal.

3) And, Jack succeeded. He let Desmond take the cork out long enough to kill the Enemy, then saved Desmond and took the electro-shock of putting the cork back in himself. Perhaps unnecessary, right? After all, Desmond is immune to electromagnetism. Well, Jack's always Mr. Big Shot Hero, so that probably explains it, but here's a brief piece of total speculation on my part.

First, I've already speculated that Mother, who destroyed an entire camp and filled in an enormous hole in the ground, was probably a smoke monster. She definitely knew to warn Jacob that to go into the light would be a "fate worse than death."

Second, I have reason to believe that smoke monsters have always been around on the island. I do get into that WAY further down in this post.

Third, we do see how at least one Smoke monster is made. After Mother is killed, Jacob pushes his brother down there and the Smoke monster, complete with his brother's consciousness comes out. Separately, his brother's dead body is expelled.

Let me speculate that Mother was both Guardian and Smoke Monster. That Guardian is a job, and that Smoke Monster is its body. That Jacob took on the role of Guardian, but did not take on the body that provides really good guardian abilities. That, when his mother passed on guardianship, the totality of her powers were returned, and the body was waiting for the new Guardian, Jacob, to take on. Which his Mother told him not to do, for she knew what it was to be a monster. And, after his Mother was murdered, Jacob sent his brother to take the fate worse than death. He sent him to take the Guardian Body.

So Jacob made an unkillable beast that wanted him dead. Luckily, he and his brother were under Source Light Fiat not to kill each other, and so the Guardian Body was unable to kill the Guardian, whom he hated. The Guardian, Jacob, was killable, but would not ever die by normal means. His reclusive nature and his Light-Given powers made him very difficult to have killed. It took a long time.

When the light that provided the Guardian Body with power was disrupted, it became human and killable.

But if that happened . . . didn't it return to its source? Wasn't Jack expelled much like Jacob's brother? Didn't he die shortly thereafter?

Who got Hurley's Guardian Body?

Did Jack save Desmond from a fate worse than death?

Anyway. This speculation leaves a lot of questions. It really doesn't have much to do with the story. There certainly isn't very much to suggest that this is true. There's just enough to suppose, that maybe, maybe . . .

Move along . . .

4) The episode itself had so many great moments.

* Jack standing on the high ground, Locke on the low. Final showdown. Chills.

* "I saved a bullet." Kate! Were you just awesome for a second? Now I don't know what to believe.

* Hurley taking the Guardian job was wonderful. Jorge Garcia played it so beautifully, and it was great to see the most fundamentally good person on the island get this important gig. It wasn't until later that it occurred to me that the island was full of the ghosts of people who couldn't move on, and the Guardian was somebody who could talk right to them. What do you think Hurley did on the island? I think he cleaned up the mess, spiritually speaking.

I don't think Michael is still stuck on the island for eternity, is what I am saying.

* Ben, meanwhile, shows us that the island isn't the only place where a soul can find itself unable to move on. I loved the exchange between Ben and Locke, and the little coda between Ben and Hurley, as they acknowledge a long and unseen partnership on the island together. The look on Michael Emmerson's face when Hurley offered him the job he'd wanted so long was heartbreaking. Nobody has ever chosen him. Now, finally, somebody has. You want a really cool piece of symbolism/parallelism/synchronicity? We've only seen a few people give other people Apollo candy bars, but each time it seems fraught with meaning. Jacob gave one to Jack, for instance, in the scene which depicts the moment, it is suggested, when Jacob drew Jack to the island.

And Hurley gave one to Ben. It was a minute-long scene that meant nothing to the plot. Just a cool (and funny) little character beat.

And I bet if you watch the series again, at that moment, you'll get a little smile on your face. Hurley choosing Ben, before even he realizes he has. Payoff.

* "I don't believe in many things, but I do believe in duct tape." Amen.

* It still bugs me that Sayid's awakening came via Shannon, when so much of his character motivation has been caught up in Nadia. Here's a pretty decent rebuttal to that way of thinking, but the fact is that they wanted to bring Maggie Grace back for some reason. I still don't like it, but then I never bought Sayid in love with Shannon. Oh, well.

* Every single moment of "awakening" drew on our awareness of the long history between these people for maximum emotional impact. I have to say, I really didn't think that Sideways world could have a resolution that made it worth spending so much of Season 6 there, but beyond all odds, they did it. I mean, look, I can understand that the ultimate ending might not work for you if you aren't inclined to believe in the afterlife, but those montages? Don't tell me you could be unmoved as Hurley just beams at his old friend Charlie, or as Jin and Sun look at Sawyer with new understanding, or when Kate told Jack, "I've missed you so much." If so, are you made of stone? "It worked," as Juliet would have said, and speaking of that, WOW. Wasn't the Sawyer/Juliet reunion the best of the bunch? Let's just say it got a little dusty in the living room, as Sports Guy would say.

* I think most people were awakened by the person that is their constant, or else a reminder of one of the most important moments of their life. This makes it all the more funny that Ben's constant is apparently a vicious beating. Some things never change.

* I get the feeling that Ben is now going to play Desmond to a bunch of "his" people from his time on the island. I gotta say, awakening Alex and Rousseau is going to be awkward for Ben. What you do in real life matters, at least in the LOST world.

* Interesting that in the sideways world, the island is finally dead. Outside of time, was it lost, or is the battle no longer necessary?

* Jack. Bamboo. The sneaker. Vincent. The eye closes. Full circle. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.

So, there you go. I loved it. But fear not, LOST-haters! It's not all love here. There's little doubt that some balls were dropped along the way. Let's face it, some of them were real hum-dingers, boy howdy! Gadfreys!

Look, LOST. If you want to devote half of your final season to an afterlife, and you want to have people totally confused about what it might mean, and you want to mis-direct so that it is heavily implied that the afterlife is actually an alternate dimension caused by the explosion of an H-bomb, that's fine. But you know what? You need to stop piling on mystery after mystery over in island world. I get why you are leaving some large questions about the nature of the island up for grabs, but we really really need to know what is at stake. We really need to know what the rules are that constrain the Enemy, and we need to know -- know, not just sort of suspect -- what exactly the Enemy would do if he got off the island. What exactly would happen to the world or the universe if the Island's quite literal cork does stay unplugged? We need to know these things so that we are invested in the story. We need to know exactly why Jack needs to succeed other than, "if you don't, things are going to get really bad." Not enough, LOST. Not enough. Mysteries left mysteries for thematic reasons? Good. Mysteries left mysteries because they dont' involve the central story? OK. Withholding data that actually cuts the tension and hurts the story, and (and here's the capper) doesn't really help the theme? Weak sauce. Especially since the only reason I can think of to keep this information away from us is to set up the big reveal with the submarine bomb, that OMG the Enemy is trying to kill them! We kind of already knew that. Knowing The Rules would have helped, not hurt.

Furthermore, introducing new mysteries at the end is OK, but they have to GO somewhere. Introducing the candidates was good, because the candidates were clearly a crucial element of the struggle between Jacob and the Enemy. Even if we didn't know exactly why they mattered, we knew THAT they mattered. On the other hand, infection? What's infection? What? It matters until it doesn't? They have good and evil scales? Actual scales? The scales, like the stone "cork" of the island, is something that takes the mysterious and makes it a little too actual, but unlike the cork, it suggests nothing other than itself. My problem isn't entirely that I don't understand the infection. It's that I have no idea why I even need to understand infection. In fact, I pretty much have to assume that it is based in the Jacobians' own misunderstanding of how the Enemy does business, and if that's all it is, we should have spent less time on it. No time would have been fine. If it's meant to indicate that the Enemy has superhuman powers of persuasion, it just wasn't shown very effectively. He was persuasive, but as far as I could tell, it was normal human persuasiveness. There were a number of these annoyingly botched operations in Season 6.

So yeah. Season 6, while containing some of my favorite LOST moments and some of the best episodes in LOST history, has to go down as one of the weaker seasons, probably around Season 2 level, though not quite as dire as the start of Season 3. That would put it in B+ territory, though, so it's all relative.

In the final analysis, though, I am just grateful. Grateful for amazing, complex, and iconic characters, and unbelievable performances from Naveen Anderews, Michael Emmerson, Dominic Monaghan, Jorge Garcia, and Josh Holloway, with particular honors for Terry O'Quinn. Grateful for a show that rarely pandered, never compromised, and was brave enough to stay crazy after all these years. Grateful for all the discussions and arguments and epiphanies and lessons in how it is story that matters in the end. Grateful that I was able to write about it in a little corner of the Internet and actually have people read it. Grateful to have taken part, in a small way, in the collective viewing experience.

Raise your cups.

To LOST. You kept us guessing the whole way, and -- son of a bitch! -- we're still guessing, and we will always be guessing.

To LOST. You doubled down on your audience's intelligence. You didn't waver.

To LOST. We won't see your like again.

And, hey? Guys? All of you? You who actually wanted to read my thoughts on all of this? Thanks for reading.

You all. Everybody.


*Now, back to the concept of un-resolution, answers, mysteries, resolution and the lack of it.

This video has been making the rounds, and I think it makes an instructive entryway into the levels of mystery and levels of un-resolutions and perceived un-resolutions. You won't have to watch it in order to get my points, but if you haven't watched it yet, it's still kind of fun.

I'm not presenting this video because I agree with it (though in places I do), or because I disagree with its assessments (though in many place I do) or to rebut it point-by-point (which a lot of other sites have done). Actually, I think this video is valuable precisely because it contains such a wide array of questions, some of them actually quite good, and some of them trivial in the extreme. Furthermore, some of my own very largest questions are ignored entirely.

In LOST as in life, everybody's got their own set of burning questions about the nature of reality, but some people aren't even asking very good questions, and some are either missing the point entirely, or only touching briefly upon it.

The "unresolved mysteries" seem to break down into a number of categories.

Questions That Are Actually Answered
. If you really are concerned about that horse that Kate saw? Well, we've seen Others -- particularly Charles Widmore -- riding horses on the island.

So . . . there are horses on the island. Kate saw one. That's the deal with the horse that Kate saw.

Personal Bees In The Bonnet & Random Trivialities.
These are questions like, "why does the smoke monster make mechanical sounds"? The answer is "because that's what he sounds like." I honestly don't see how on earth the story was beholden to answer this. Was anybody expecting it to? There are a bunch of these. If it is something you're wondering about and you didn't get it, it might be helpful to first ask what, if anything, the answer would bring to the story.

Acts of God.
These were developments on the "real life" side, pretty much beyond the control of the creators. Malcolm David Kelly grew two feet and the timeline just didn't support such a spurt. Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje wanted off the show and just like that, Eko was gone. Apparently, in the case of the mysterious "outrigger shooters", they had a scene in mind but couldn't get the actors together to put them in that other boat. In cases like this, you pretty much just have to take your lumps and move on. However, these are clever people. I think not addressing it is not the best way to go. A few key lines, even placed years later, from Ben, or from Juliet, or Richard, among others, would go a long way.

Brain Farts.
Given that we're dealing with 120 hours of serialized television, there are going to be moments that seemed huge at the time that were just the creators messing around, and there are going to be flat-out mistakes. Example: Christian Shephard in the cabin, and then suddenly mysterious eye in the foreground? If Christian was the Enemy, then who's the other guy in the foreground? I mean I suppose that the Enemy may have been using Christian's real body in the chair and then scared Hurley in another form, or Hurley may have seen an actual ghost trying to scare him away from the influence of the Enemy, since Hurley sees ghosts like that (actually, I kind of like that one). But really? It's more likely that they just did it for effect and it slid through even though it doesn't make much sense. In these instances I think the best thing to do is what was usually done. Just put your hands in your pockets, whistle, and move on. It's an error, and it doesn't help the story, it's always going to be clunky when you rewatch it, but it was already in there. What are you going to do? What happened, happened.

Acts of Necessary Omission.
Look, you can't be upset that we don't know where Mother came from, or what happened to the real Henry Gale, or what happened to Ben's childhood friend. Or, more to the point, you can, but how far do you want this to go? Did you LIKE the Jack's tattoos episode? Does Henry Gale actually need to get an episode explaining his origin? If you get one, will you then be asking, "but who made the silk that went into Henry Gale's balloon?" What happened to Ben's childhood friend? Well, what happened to your childhood friends? I would presume that they went off and had a life and married somebody and gained 40 pounds and took up photography or something. Maybe someday Annie will get a Facebook account. The story has boundaries. No story needs to -- or should -- explain everything. Who made Charlie's guitar? Why was Eko wearing that shirt? What was Charlotte's archeological thesis on? How many Yemmis can dance on the head of a plaster Virgin Mary?

Acts of Implication. These were mysteries that were left vague, but with a heavy-to-moderate number of clues suggesting a larger picture. Much of the doings of Widmore, Ben, Dharma, and the others are of this type. In fact, most of the "unresolved" mysteries are of this type. I have to say, I think that the vast divide between people who enjoyed the show and people who either lost interest or began to slowly become embittered toward it lies in each person's willingness or interest to engage in this sort of dot-connecting.

Here's what I think happened: To an unprecedented degree in TV, the creators of LOST actually figured out and fully realized the back story far past the point of the main story and into the margins. They did this so that even the most tertiary details could feel as lived-in and important as the main thrust of the story. This served two purposes: (1) it made it harder to figure out which were the real big mysteries and which were the red herrings, which allowed even greater surprises and pleasurable confoundation for the audience, and (2) it created a more immersive world, one in which you always felt that the story was highly detailed, right into the margins, but one in which you always felt there was more to be told, and more to explore, in any direction. They created the impression of a story without boundaries. The thing is, the story does have boundaries, so not all parts of every story were ever intended to be told. However, precisely because even the periphery of the story was told with such precision, the expectation of resolution was there. The good news is, precisely because the periphery was told with such precision, the dots are still there to be connected, should you want to.

Most of the mysteries are not further questions. They are the answers.

Example? Example. Two of dozens that I could choose from that video alone.

Who built the statue? Why are the caves covered with hieroglyphs? Well, it's a statue of Taweret. Taweret is an ancient Egyptian goddess. Thus, I'd say ancient Egyptians probably built it. Egyptians also wrote in hieroglyphs. I'd say the ancient Egyptians probably are behind that, too. This is obvious, right? Am I waaaaay out there to suggest that ancient Egyptians built the ancient Egyptian god statue? Can we just say that, because we didn't see the Egyptians building Taweret, that the building is to be taken as writ, and the story of the builders is not relevant to the story? We don't see who made Rosebud in Citizen Kane, and, even though Rosebud is the central part of the mystery of Charles Foster Kane, not seeing that is not troubling, because we are interested in the mystery of Charles Foster Kane, not in the mystery of a sled. We presume that the creation of Rosebud is not really a part of Charles Foster Kane's story. Rather, it is what Rosebud comes to mean to Charles Foster Kane, and how Rosebud comments upon his character, rather than Rosebud's origin, which lends Rosebud its significance. Rosebud is the answer, not the question.

Can't we take this further and say that the very presence of the statue and hieroglyphs indicate that the history of the island stretches back into antiquity? In fact, aren't the statue and the island answers to the question: "How long has this sort of thing been happening on this island, anyway?" Oh, and by the way, since the statue is a goddess and not a god, and since Jacob chooses it as his home, can we perhaps just make the briefest logical leap between our knowledge that Mother has been on the island as Guardian and that statue exists? So, how long has Mother been on the island? It's not really a part of the story, so nobody says it. But if you really want to think for a second about it, you kind of know how long, don't you? If I say that she has been around since at least the time of the ancient Egyptians, and that she has in some way influenced their own cosmology, am I making that up? If that's not a good enough explanation for you, who cares? It's not really relevant to the Oceanics. But I find it impressive that the story remains solid all the way to the margin.

Why does the statue have four toes? Well, I'd say it's because a hippo has four toes, and Tawaret's lower body is a hippo. Not exactly complimentary to Mother. No wonder she hated people. But even this answers a more general question, which is: What was the relationship of the Guardian to the island people way back in ancient Egyptian times? And the answer is: "They thought of her as a God, and, by their hieroglyphs honoring the smoke monster, they also apparently worshiped a smoke monster."

And I could go on. Not making stuff up. Just noticing which questions have been answered.

Am I really doing the writer's work for them? Or am I just noticing the work the writers actually did?

Here's a trick, not just for LOST but for any work of fiction or nonfiction that is somewhat challenging. Stop asking, "what's the deal with ___________." Start asking "what does ________ add to what I already know, and what does that imply?"

You don't have to look at it this way. But I recommend it. It's a lot more fun.

Acts of Obtuseness.
These are really the ones that I think make people mad, and you know what? I'm with you, even as I recognize why they did it. A large part of the reason for this is that sometimes those answers really should have been forthcoming, given what we know of the characters. They are huge questions that were left unanswered and pretty much without any signposts to guide us. And, a lot of these are especially galling because there are people on the island with that information and with either no reason or no reasonable ability to withhold it. Example:

"Hey Dogan, what's in the pill?"

"It's something for your friend, but he has to take it of his own will. "

"But what is it?"

"I can't tell you that. Will you please convince him to take it?"

"OK, you know what? I'll take it. Now what, punk?"

"NOOOOO! It's poison!"


"He's infected. So is your sister."

After that, I think my follow up is "What do you mean by infection? And, by the way, you're going to have to be very specific with me. You're going to have to explain everything you know about everything, really."

Also: Once he's on their side, nobody has any questions for Ben? Really? None?

I think not knowing is frustrating. Not even knowing why we don't know? That's rough. And not giving a reason for not giving answers, when there are clear and obvious reasons to do so, that's rough too. I think this is a valid ding on LOST, because sometimes they just don't sell the information withheld as being true to the characters to withhold.

One thing they have done fairly well is make it clear that even the characters, such as Ben or Richard, who we thought would know everything, obviously know not much. They've been duped, too.

But I understand and (to an extent) share the frustration of everybody who really wanted the big, big questions answered. Here's a question that I almost never hear asked: WHY did the show's creators choose to leave the nature of the island unanswered? How does it shape the overall narrative?

I think I will close with another video, which shows the final moments of the show side-by-side with the opening moments of the entire series, in reverse.

This was a meticulously crafted series. I'll miss it.


Wednesday, May 26, 2010

BBT 007: The Candidates 17 - 24

Once upon a time, a mysterious figure named Al Can't Hang, using means both mystical and technological, brought several hundred donkeys into one place. His hope was to demonstrate that bloggers, while often incurious, foolish, venal and unable to adjust, would be able to prove themselves worthy of high-quality poker play.

He was totally wrong, and now only this group of total idiots are left as Candidates for Main Event seats. Al is greatly disappointed, but they're all he's got. Here they are, in the order in which they were called, along here are their chances for survival against the FTP Random Number Generator, a spirit of incredible power, nightmarish malevolence, and deliverer of a truly amazing number of two outers, who believes the bloggers to be a canker on the mouth of poker, and who only wants to see them all dead.

If you haven't yet, you may want to read about Candidates 1-8 right here. Also, without a doubt you may be interested in Candidates 9-16, available right here.

Now on to Candidates 17-24.

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lightning36 is an old married couple, but not one of those soul-crushing OMC's that are just like two animals with their legs caught in the same trap, glaring at each other with mutual antipathy and resigned indifference. No, lighting36 is one of those couples that Kurt Vonnegut referred to as as a duprass, which is, as everybody knows, a karass that consists of only two people. They are as one. One half of lightning is bold, improvisational, dying of cancer, and willing to make snap calls with AJ for many, many big blinds. The other half is more cautious, and more apt to "lightning-fold" when trouble seems imminent, or half-imminent ("himminent"), or sort-of imminent ("sortimminant"). Also, this half is a dentist. If these two halves are working in perfect harmony, lightning36 promises to be extremely inspirational, and one tough cookie at the poker table. Like, the sort of cookie that has been sitting out on the counter for a week. That's tough, yo.

Qualifying Event: 5th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 12
Secret Island Power: Only visible once a year.
Catchphrase: "Things that go away by themselves can come back by themselves."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Rice Krispies
Odds: If It Ain't One Thing It's Another With You People.

Shabazz Jenkins is a righteous man of God, and not in some kind of limp-wristed, "I'll pray for your eventual redemption" hippie sort of way, either. He will beat you sensible. He wants to hurt good poker play into you. If you limp Aces in EP, it's upside your head with the Jesus stick. If you call three pot-sized bets with nothing but top pair, deuce kicker, it's upside your head with the Jesus stick. If you think that raising from the cutoff but failing to follow up with a C-bet is good play, it's upside your head with the Jesus stick. Paddling the school canoe? Ooooh, you'd better believe that's upside your head with the Jesus stick. Shabazz Jenkins will not rest until he's pummeled every blogger into their own optimal playing style. As such, he is the sworn enemy of the RNG and the Chosen One of Al Can't Hang. He will sever the island's ancient ties with evil. Amen.

Qualifying Event: 5th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 99
Secret Island Power: Wins any staring contest.
Catchphrase: "Jinkies, Scooby!"
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Honey Bunches of Oats
Odds: Upside Your Head With A Jesus Stick to 1.

oossuuu754 is a wily one. You thought he was that hot girl who likes to climb trees and shoot people, but NOW LOOK, FOOLS! He's THIS guy. That's right, he just popped two candidates right in the groceries and they'll never see the TOC in this lifetime or maybe any other. Don't blame oossuuu754, though. He had a good reason to do this. Maigrey and Hoy's evil burlap-wearing island cult stole his lucky sunglasses, the ones he wore to the WSOP 2007, and they plastered them up in a wall! That's right, they walled his lucky charm! (Incidentally, this explains why he is always screaming "WAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLED!!!!") The only way to get them back was to go and shoot Numb Bono and Lucko in the head! Drama!!!!

Qualifying Event: 5th Poker From The Rail.
Candidate Number: 10
Secret Island Power: Can fly at altitudes of no more than 2 inches.
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Rice Chex

oossuuu754 is . . . is . . . wait a minute. What's he doing here? Why is he suddenly now a bald guy with a million billion knives? Something REALLY STRANGE is happening on this island. You know what? They'd better explain all this, or I will be VERY pissed by the time this is all over. It's starting to seem like they are just making this stuff up as they go.

OK, well for now we know that oossuuu754 is a bit of a shapeshifter, but this is probably his true form. A man seeking faith, who just can NOT fold his cards until he's seen the whole board play out. The island has told him that his gutterball will fill, you see. And, here he is, after all. Still.

Qualifying Event: 5th Mookie.
Candidate Number: 4
Secret Island Power: Time travel, shape-shifting, and not being told what he can't do.
Catchphrase: "Your chips were the sacrifice the island demanded."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Cheerios
Odds: Infinite.

BamBamCan is a cold-blooded killer with a wounded heart. He's searching for the love of his life, his one and only, his soul mate, Pebbles. But what the hey, he's been stuck on this island for two weeks. This blonde chick will do.

BamBamCan can and might kill you or torture you, but you have to know that he'll feel really bad about it as he's stacking your chips and booking his room in the Rio. Also, he is a semi-professional speed-skipper. He's been known to skip for hours and hours, everywhere he goes. He skipped an entire marathon once. The Kenyan skippers still beat him, though, but still. He's pretty good.

Qualifying Event: 6th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 8
Secret Island Power: Soul power.
Catchphrase: "What product do you use in your hair, my friend?"
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Trix
Odds: Bamboo shoots under your nails to 3.

pushmonkey72 is a brazen hussy, an intellectual who can cut out your ruptured appendix and a survivalist who will shoot you before you can shoot her. Pushmonkey72 is not afraid to go to the nuclear option, shoving in her stack on every hand. Though at heart a kindly person, pushmonkey72 has slowly grown cold and pragmatically ruthless over the years. Also, feel free to join her book club. This month, they'll be baking peanut butter cookies and talking about The Joy Luck Club, by Amy Tan. Pushmonkey especially liked the part when Suyuan has severe dysentery, and do you think that was symbolic of anything?

Qualifying Event: 6th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 101
Secret Island Power: Can miraculously heal anybody's diarrhea, though you don't really want to know how.
Catchphrase: "I don't care, I still have chips over in Sideways World."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Cap'n Crunch
Odds: Nuclear Asplosion to 5.

adamsapple19 doesn't want the power. He doesn't want the fame. He doesn't want the prestige. He doesn't want the money. But he does want the power. He wants all of it. He's so ruthless that when he realized his secretary's name was "Ruth" he had her shot. This is a guy who sold his own mother into slavery, just in case it was something that would help him claw his way to the top. He went to the Gulf oil spill just to laugh. He once paid Godzilla to attack his ex-wife's gated community. He wears excellent suits. Tailored. He enjoys Werther's Originals caramel hard candies. He will not share. If he loses the hand, he'll scoop the pot anyway. Are you going to stop him? Then get ready to see what death tastes like.

Qualifying Event: 6th Mookie.
Candidate Number: 2
Secret Island Power: Can sing all 4 parts of the "Chilli's Baby Back Ribs" harmony.
Catchphrase: "Um . . . When you said we'd be fighting a "Smoke Monster" I assumed that was figurative."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Frankenberry
Odds: Freighter Full Of Mercenaries to 1.

Qualifying Event: Nope.
Candidate Number: 15
Secret Island Power: Well, it isn't breathing underwater, I'll tell you that much! Hey-O! Too soon?
Catchphrase: "I'm sorry that I came home with the blood of my victims on my clothes. Here's a puppy. Now shut up."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice Ice Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Krispy Kritters
Odds: Never Met Your Daughter to 3.

Jin never got assigned to anybody. I mean, he would have, but then Shabazz won a second seat in the 6th Poker From The Rail, basically kicking him off the island.

Oh, hey, there's Shabazz now with his fellow multiple seat winner, the ever shape-shifting oossuuu754.

Wait a minute . . . oossuuu754 keeps looking like different people . . . he appears everywhere . . . he keeps hitting all those 4 outers . . .

Oh. My. God.






Don't go, Shabaaz! Fight! Fight!

"He said, 'You're next.' "


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Tuesday, May 25, 2010


Hey, it looks like I hit a rather large vein of ore here, which is my obtuse way of saying that the recap post is probably going to be looooooooong.

In the meantime, if you are here about LOST stuff and want specific questions answered . . .

Ask me here.

I'll take all comers. Something didn't make sense? Dangling plot thread? If I can't explain it, I'll make something
Publish Post
up. Best questions and answers will get pasted into the post.

Monday, May 24, 2010

In Case You Were Wondering

I liked it.

I understand that some of you didn't. I think that is understandable, too.

But . . . I liked it. A lot.

More probably tomorrow. And for a while after, much more.

And then it will be time to let go.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

BBT5 006: The Candidates, 9-16

Once upon a time, a mysterious figure named Al Can't Hang, using means both mystical and technological, brought several hundred donkeys into one place. His hope was to demonstrate that bloggers, while often incurious, foolish, venal and unable to adjust, would be able to prove themselves worthy of high-quality poker play.

He was totally wrong, and now only this group of total idiots are left as Candidates for Main Event seats. Al is greatly disappointed, but they're all he's got. Here they are, in the order in which they were called, along here are their chances for survival against the FTP Random Number Generator, a spirit of incredible power, nightmarish malevolence, and deliverer of a truly amazing number of two outers, who believes the bloggers to be a canker on the mouth of poker, and who only wants to see them all dead.

If you haven't yet, you may want to read about Candidates 1-8 right here.

Now on to Candidates 9-16.

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The next eight candidates are:

NY Rambler is a bundle of contradictions. I don't mean that his nature contradicts itself in ways that advance the plot in thematically rich ways. No. I mean that he just contradicts everybody, all the time, on everything. For example, if you say, "Wow, it sure is hot today!" he'll immediately come back with "Not as hot as it was last week. Actually, I bet that it is cooler than the median temperature for this time of year, historically speaking." If you say, "My grandchildren are so cute" he'll respond, "You are genetically predisposed to think that. Actually, your grandchildren have hammer-ears and club teeth." Given this, I don't think I'm blowing your mind when I say that NY Rambler is not invited to speak at many weddings or funeral services. No wonder fate itself wants him to die.

Also, he's a drug addict.

Qualifying Event: 3rd Invitational.
Candidate Number: 33
Secret Island Power: Never learned to read. Yeah, he claims that's a power, I don't know.
Catchphrase: "You're listening to NPR, and I'm Noah Adams."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Havin' A Roni (Bust A Noodle Mix)
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Life
Odds: You All Everybody to 1.

TexasWoman has become a bit of a LAG ever since everybody she loved was infected by an evil spirt made out of black smoke, forcing her to kill them all, after which the baby she birthed by herself in the middle of a tropical island was stolen away from her by a shifty-eyed looking guy in a terrible hairpiece. And, by LAG, we mean Lunatic A Go-Go, as she uses a booby trap full of pointed sticks as a card capper, and your scalp as a lucky charm. She is very very very very hard to kill, and even harder to find, and honestly she scares us quite a lot. If you find yourself seated to her left, do you know what we don't recommend? Eye contact.

Qualifying Event: 3rd Invitational
Candidate Number: 55
Secret Island Power: Thumb karate.
Catchphrase: "Want to make 14 dollars the hard way?"
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Thin Gruel
Odds: Dingos Ate My Bay-bee to 15.

oossuuu754 (pronounced "OOOOOooussssoooooo seven fifty four") is an odd one, a player that makes erratic, unexpected, and dangerous decisions that put everything in peril at a moment's notice. Luckily for oossuuu754, it is usually somebody else getting hurt. One time, oossuuu754 raised T6o from under the gun, called a big re-raise from the button, and then on the flop, a narwhal leaped on the table and gored his opponent right through both kidneys. I'm telling you, you never know what's going to happen with this one. One thing is certain: Wherever this player goes, it will not be dull. In fact, it's going to be flat out insaaaaaane. There will probably be some sort of twist ending involved.

In fact, rumors are swirling that this Candidate has already killed two other Candidates before the TOC has even started. We should have some confirmation on this development in the third installment.

Qualifying Event: 3rd Poker From The Rail.
Candidate Number: 13
Secret Island Power: Can summon a powerful translucent steed for swift passage through the mists of Avalon.
Catchphrase: "I don't know nothin' 'bout birthin' no babies."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Malt-O Meal
Odds: Polar-Bear-Cage-Nookie to 1.

pvanharibo is a sensitive soul, but one that will not hesitate to peel your cap back for you, gangland style, if she thinks you are trying to steal her sailboat, and one who will not think twice (or even once) about learning English without telling you about it. She's come to the TOC hoping to find her beloved, who has been totally missing for over a year. You can see her in that picture over to the left, looking at his lucky card capper. Pvanharibo is growing a "garden" full of "herbs" if you know what we mean, and we think that you do, heh, heh, heh. We mean parsley. Yes, NY Rambler was disappointed, too. This is a hard player to put on a hand, or even a range. Just shove and pray before she does, and hopefully you'll be out of the tournament before you know it.

When pvanharibo shoots, she cocks her hand sideways like an LA gang member, which is totally cool-looking.

Qualifying Event: 3rd Mookie.
Candidate Number: 21
Secret Island Power: A pensive stare that that cut through a hatch door.
Catchphrase: " To joke in the face of danger is the supreme politeness, a delicate refusal to cast oneself as a tragic hero."
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Pebbles, either Fruity or Cocoa
Odds: One to 1.

Julius_Goat is a twitchy and annoying jumble of nerves and limbs akimbo at obtuse angles, constantly scribling what seems like nonsense in a battered old notebook that he refers to as his "blog." Pitiable beyond measure, Julius_Goat is possessed of a high-functioning-4th grade-level intelligence that he is entirely incapable of accessing because of a retrograde time continuum brain disease that is wasting away his perspicacity, skewing his tie, and pretty much explaining the nonsensical lines he takes during every hand of his horrible poker play. Even worse, Julius_Goat is fated to be shot by his own mother during a time-traveling jaunt. That's way harsh, man. He doesn't even know his own name any more, and is constantly trying to figure out why he is being accused of wearing Julia's Coat. He's not even wearing a coat, it's a tropical island, WTF.

Qualifying Event: 4th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 65
Secret Island Power: Can stammer and stutter simultaneously.
Catchphrase: "What?"
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Unknown
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Pickles in Soy Milk
Odds: The Light Is Scattering Oddly Here to 2.

Jim McManus is unique among all Candidates selected to play in Al Can't Hang's tournament of champions, in that he plays every single possibility of every single hand every single time. That's right, every single way that a hand CAN play out DOES play out for Jim McManus, to the point that, by the time the 2nd hand has played out, Jim has been playing for 4,590 hours. Every hand, Jim wins. Every hand, Jim loses. Every hand, Jim folds and raises and checks and check-raises and re-raises and jams and folds and plays for stacks. Every hand he busts out. Every hand he triples up. You might be wondering why he hasn't won every single time out. The answer is simple. He's ripped to the gills on good 60 year old cask-aged single-malt Scotch. Every single second of every day, somebody gives him a bottle. Every single second of every day, somebody also shoots him right in the heart. It's tough to experience life in five dimensions, but it does mean that when he open-shoves for 50bb, you had better just fold. He probably knows something you don't.

Qualifying Event: 4th Invitational.
Candidate Number: 7
Secret Island Power: Knows over 7,000 riddles.
Catchphrase: "I've been bad. Repeatedly. "
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Special K.
Odds: See You In Another Life, Brotha to 3.

Adam27x has a grenade in his mouth. That really sucks for him. If he could change anything at all about his life, it would be the grenade in his mouth.

Qualifying Event: 4th Poker From The Rail.
Candidate Number: 111
Secret Island Power: Exploding.
Catchphrase: "GRRRRRMMMMMNNPHH!!!"
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Anything at all. Anything but a grenade.
Odds: Even.

TripJax blames himself. Not for anything in particular; for everything in general. Famine and genocide in Sudan, he puts on himself. The rise of the Soviet bloc in post-WWII eastern Europe, he feels he should have been able to prevent if he'd just been a little better and tried a little harder. Hannah Montana? It tears him up inside that he wasn't foresightful enough to hunt down and kill Billy Ray Cyrus back in the late 80s. So you have to believe that when he busts you out of the TOC -- and he WILL bust you out of the TOC -- he is really going to be broken up about it. Prepare for a long and tearful apology, interrupted only by the dry-swallowing of pain pills to numb the sense of grief and guilt that threatens to overwhelm him at all times. When he isn't playing poker to save the world from metaphysical destruction, TripJax works as a clown at children's parties.

Qualifying Event: 4th Mookie.
Candidate Number: 49
Secret Island Power: Can grow a beard of what appears to be gorilla pubes.
Favorite Vanilla Ice Song: Ice, Ice, Baby
Favorite Breakfast Cereal: Wheaties.
Odds: We Have To Go Back to 1.

That's the next eight. Look for the final eight in an upcoming installment of . . .

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LOST 057: Predictions

Here are some bold predictions that will be proven wrong tonight.

* This will be the last episode of LOST. I've been saying this all along, and nobody will believe me.

* The dead are coming back. For six years, we've heard whispers of the dead. For six years, they seem to presage conflict and dramatic shifts in the island's power structure. They're coming back. The seeds of the Nemesis' defeat are contained therein. Maybe I just want to see Eko headbutt Locke one more time. The episode will conclude with all the ghosts gathering at the Peach Pit to eat ice cream and talk about their crazy summer.

* None of our remaining candidates will die, or else all of them will. No in-betweens.

* Desmond will be able to walk into the cave of light unaffected. The light will be revealed to be Kanye West's ego.

* We'll be arguing about this show for a long time. I'll miss it.

* The final shot will be a long tacking shot, pulling back from the island until the whole thing is visible, hinting at what/where/when it really is, and re-contextualizing the mythology once again.

* OR . . . the final shot will be Jack waking up in the bamboo right after the crash. The shot will linger as Jack gets up, inspects his pockets, and runs off to the beach. It will hold for just a few more seconds, and then . . .


Friday, May 21, 2010

Your Weekly Dose Of Crazy

Somebody complained to me that there had been too much awesome and not enough crazy around these parts.

So here's a twenty-something impersonating Sir Ian McKellen essaying the theme song to "The Fresh Prince of Bel Air."

Your Weekly Dose Of Awesome - Lost Style

I know, I know. But the Internet has just been more awesome than crazy lately. What can I do?

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

LOST 056: All Around The Campfire

Here it is. The penultimate showdown of penultimate destiny.

Well, one thing is clear. I was totally right about Widmore being on the Nemesis' side. Yep. Totally 100% correct. I feel vindicated. Move along, move along, nothing to see here.




So, Jack, Hurley, Sawyer and Kate have made the final four, and made it to Jacob Probst's final council. Except this time, water is life, and the winner, instead of getting a million bucks, gets a lifetime gig without pay as protector of a cave full of light. Also there's a monster trying to kill them. So it's more like The Apprentice, really.

So Ben has gone to the Dark Side again, but actually probably not really. However, he certainly probably enjoyed killing the man who had his daughter killed. Nevertheless, with his walkie talkie communication linked up with Miles, as well as his seemingly genuine repentance for the murders of Locke and Jacob, I'm guessing he's just getting close enough to the Hurt Locke-er to figure out where to stab.

So Richard just found out that while he can't die, he can certainly fly. Also, maybe he can die. Probably not, though.

So Miles is still hilarious and cowardly. Right on.

So Jack has stepped up and taken on the mantle of Island Guardian. He even used his free will and stuff to do it. I have to say, I finally like Jack. He has stopped trying to be a hero and now, finally, simply IS one. The fact that he extended mercy to Sawyer, who just recently put on the Jack pants and made a real Jack mess of things, getting two people killed Jack-style, after Sawyer had been riding him for the same flaw, speaks volumes. Jack's come through the other side, and he's better.

So, being the Guardian doesn't mean becoming Jacob. Jacob runs things much differently than his mother did, with different strengths and weakness than his mother had (for one thing . . . sane). Which means that Jackob might run a completely different show. A more open island. Maybe . . . just maybe . . . the light doesn't need to be protected. Perhaps we are witnessing the slow evolution of this demigod position. Mother ruled out of a sense of humans fatal flaws, their inherent evil. She passed that on to her intended heir, but he backed out. Jacob loved humans. Maybe Jackob will actually trust them.

So, Jacob made a monster that wants to kill . . . well, everybody, I think. Luckily, Jacob has access to the power that lets him call the shots, and his rule is You Shall Not Leave While A Guardian Lives. But he also wants to rehabilitate his Dark Brother, because, like Jack, he needs to fix things. So he brings a bunch of messed up people to give one of them the keys to his chocolate factory, and to try to show his brother that people are worth saving. He kind of has to, because the previous Guardian made the rule You Boys Play Nice Now, so he can't kill the Monster and the Monster can't kill him. Not directly. But the Monster got somebody else to kill Jacob. And now? Jacob has gotten somebody else to kill the Monster. Or so hopes everybody who ever lived.

How did that island get on the bottom of the ocean, anyway?

So Sideways Des is getting everybody Island Aware. Hurley in particular seems to have full memory. I am finally interested in Sideways World. For the record, that is far too long into the Season for this to have happened. We're probably going to have to chalk this one up to "interesting failure."

So Sideways Ana Lucia is crooked . . . and also "not ready" for Island Awareness. "Ready" and "not ready" are regular phrases used by the Island guardian, as well, in reference to the glowing cave of wonders. Don't know if this is significant. Just saying is all.

So Desmond is Jacob's failsafe. That's a Purple Sky Event word, and the use of it makes me very very very happy, because maybe that will be alluded to in a way that lets me finally try to make sense of it.

So who let Desmond out? Doubt it was Sayid, since Sayid thought Des was still in the hole. Taller Ghost Walt?

So Widmore's a corpse, and we didn't even get a chance to know what makes him tick. If we want to believe him (and to that I say: yikes) he was a true believer who was tricked off the island by Ben, and invited back by Jacob to deliver Desmond the Failsafe. I think this is sort of true, in that Ben was surely corrupted by the Nemesis in Horace's Love Shack Baby . . . but Widmore was off-island making lucky Pennys and raising a fortune, and got busted for it. I'm guessing that the Nemesis corrupted him too. Certainly off-island he became a violent and manipulative man, sending the murder boat and running a cabal of intrigue in his attempts to get the island back. But, for want of any evidence of a big malevolent plan, I think we may have to take him at his deeply flawed word. Widmore, we barely know ye.

Incidentally, it is beyond question after Ben's talk of "being summoned by the monster" that speculation was correct. Ben met with the Monster in the cabin, and the Monster claimed to speak for Jacob (just as he did when he spoke to Locke as Christian). The Monster told him that Jacob wanted him to be the leader. The Monster told him about Widmore's infractions, and how to get him out of the way. The Monster told him that Jacob wanted everybody in Dharma purged. The Monster told him about a house in the Dharma Barracks, about a secret room with a secret-er chamber, from which he could summon the Black Smoke. Ben spent his adult life thinking that he was Chosen of Jacob. And then he got cancer. And then his daughter was murdered. And he thought Jacob was behind it, betraying him. It wasn't until Jacob was dead at Ben's hand that old bug eyes finally understood.

Do you see it? If you don't, I am sorry. The rest of LOST is going to be very unpleasant for you. This is how they tell us. We have all the information we need to piece it. I will admit it is almost perverse the extent to which they don't give you direct information. I will admit that it goes too far sometimes, or strains credulity. But this is the LOST we've been dealing with all along.

One last little piece. We know that the Nemesis has appeared to people as people they loved or knew. He appeared to Eko as brother Yemi. He appeared to Hurley as figment of the imagination Dave. He appeared to Ben as . . . Ben's mother, who died just as Ben was being born. Doesn't it seem likely to you that it was this same form he took to use Ben as a corrupting influence on the Jacobians? Do you think that this particular configuration may have had some level of resonance for the Nemesis, who's first island apparition was his own dead mother? Do you think he found some especial poignance in this, or, perhaps, did he instead feel a sweet irony in using the same sort of trusting credulity his idiot brother Jacob had put in their own insane mother as a weapon against him?

So delicious. There is so much history to every set. There are so many layers.

I love it.

One last time before the last time.