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Reflecting on Lost :: What Made it such a Great Show

24 Jul

I think it’s no secret that I love Lost. A lot. More than a lot. If I had to list my top ten favorite things on this planet, Lost would be one of them (along with, y’know, family and friends and Muppets and hamburgers). It’s a show I was with from beginning to end. Not only that, but it was my first real “adult” show that I ever partook in, as in the first show I tuned in once a week to watch that was not aimed solely towards kids/teenagers.

It’s been two years since Lost came to a close, and it’s been two years since I’ve really sat down and watched a entire episode (the last time I truly watched it was the beginning of summer 2010, when my ex was still going through it). Even after all this time, no show has replaced Lost for me. Not just yet. Sure, shows have tried and, hell, some shows have even come close. I recently went coocoo bananas for Breaking Bad (which I will go as far to say is the best written show I’ve ever seen), and I’ve also fallen desperately in love with shows such as Downton Abbey, Mad Men, Sherlock, Game of Thrones, and Shameless. All that being said, while those shows are all fabulous in and of their own way, they still have not replaced the love I have for Lost.

For starters, Lost is a show about characters through and through, and I’ve always been one for character-driven programs. With the exception of Nikki and Paulo (and Ethan. Christ, I hated Ethan), you gave a shit about pretty much every character on that show. Even when you declared hatred for characters (ie. Anna Lucia), you still were devastated when the unthinkable happened to them. I have never been invested in television characters quite the way I was when it came to Lost. True, maybe that’s because I was fourteen years old when the program came on, so I was still very young and clung to characters much more easily back then, but that’s the thing. I was fourteen when I started watching this show. I’m now twenty-two. This show, these characters, they’ve been with me for a third of my lifetime. Eventually I’ll be able to say that they’ve been with me for half my life (once I turn twenty-eight). That’s pretty incredible.

And, of course, Lost is the king of cliff hangers. My friend Nick was telling me how in almost every episode, in the last five minutes, they would throw something at you, which would leave you yelling, “Well fuck! Now I have to watch the next one!” This was something that I loved. I remember being a youngin’, my brother and I huddled around our TV back in Portland, the last five minutes would play, the “LOST” caption would appear, and we’d scream that they couldn’t just leave us like that. How many shows are capable of evoking such a reaction? Not many. Not just end of show cliff-hangers either. There were some magnificent reveals in many of the episodes. God knows the reveal in the third episode, ‘Walkabout’, is what hooked me for good.

It was also, of course, gorgeous to watch cinematography-wise. While some scenes were shot on a sound stage, there are so many beautiful on location shots. Not to mention this show will make sure you never look at an eye opening/closing the same way ever again.

Lost told a lot of beautiful stories as well. The way that the writers weaved all of these characters from all walks of life together was amazing. From Jack to Rose, Lapidus to Cindy, Juliet to Hurley, you got such a feel for where they came from, what they’d been through, and who they were.

Not to mention Lost also had Ben Linus, who is one of the most complex, brilliantly written characters in all of television history.

This whole scene in ‘Dr. Linus’ is why it’s among my all time favorite episodes of the series. Michael Emerson deserved more than just one Emmy.

Now, the reason why I’m writing up this entry is because of this clip. I came across a photoset of .gifs of the scene on tumblr last night, which led me to rewatching this particular moment, and I was overcome with such emotion. For those of you have not watched Lost, in the scene some of the guys discover a van on the island that doesn’t seem to run. So the four of them work together and, sure enough, are able to get that blue van to work once more. Here’s the response I wrote after I watched it last night:

Just… just the idea of them finding so much joy and freedom in making that car run. That’s what I fucking love about Lost. Yes, it’s a show about people trapped on a magical island that is inhabited by crazy French women, polar bears, god-like entities, a giant statue of a foot, and a monster made out of smoke, but do you know what? Lost was always so much more than that. It was about humanity at its core. People finding themselves. People being able to adapt to new environments. People finding so much joy in the simplicity of a walkman, molded glasses, invisible peanut butter, running water, and a beat up blue van. Lost is about being a human and connecting with others and just, fuck, it is the most beautiful show ever.

Was Lost a perfect show? No. Did it answer all the questions it set up? No. Were all the plot lines stellar? Good God, no.

And, okay, it was also about a group of people being brought to an Island to serve out a purpose that a god-like character had been setting them up for all of their lives, blah blah blah, the island was magic, blah blah blah, Bai Ling ruined that one episode, blah blah blah, but once you get past all of that can you truly see the show for what it really was.

I have never seen another show depict the trials and tribulations of what it’s like to be human better than Lost did. Behind the running from boars and trying to avoid getting shot with flaming arrows, there was more. There was always so much more. When people are put in life-threatening, dire situations, only then do they show their true colors. And that’s Lost. It was about survival. Humanity. Love. People being people. It was about people staring at the jaws of death and finding the will to keep on living. It was about people finding love where they least expected it. It was about self discovery. It was about redemption, forgiveness, mortality.

It was a show about letting go.

I could gush on and on about this show (or even write slam poetry about it), but I think I’ll draw this entry to a close. I plan on rewatching Lost once I’m done watching Shameless and Once Upon a Time, and the idea of reuniting with these characters and their stories after all these years warms me to the bones. People can hate on this show all they’d like, but there’s no denying that it is still a stand out show even after all this time.

Writing Writing Writing

5 Jun

I’ve garnered two writing gigs in the past month of my life. One with coolgizmotoys.com, where I’ve written articles about cupcake wrappers and Father’s Day gift ideas. The other is ToughPigs.com, where I’ve written one article about Steve Whitmire’s hair that was released today.

I don’t really have much more to say on the topic. I just think it’s really cool that I can say I’m a featured writer of sorts. A freelanced writer, if you will! I feel like I’m just one step away from being able to say I’m a (somewhat) professional writer. Of course, I’m many more steps away than just one, but I feel like this is a really good start for me. I need to start with something laid back and low key, which both of these sites are. And they both play to two of my biggest passions, being: 1) Geeky toys, and 2) Muppets.

I’m hoping this summer to browse around for more freelance writing gigs. I don’t want to take on too much, since I do have another school year to go through and all, but maybe just one more? I think three online writing gigs for my super senior year of college would be a nice thing to have. I could put them on my resume and by the time I get out into the real world I can be all, “Oh yes! Look, old chap! I’ve accomplished all of this in only one year’s time! Quite quite!” (When did I turn into a posh British gentleman? I don’t know, but now I suddenly wish I had a monocle.)

On a side note: I am really hoping to finish my two main screenplays this summer. That would be really nifty. Then maybe I could polish them up throughout my super senior year, ship them out, and see if anything comes of them.

Ideally, in the long haul, I want to write screenplays. And novels. And maybe get more into the spoken word scene. But for now? For now I will gladly settle with these two writing gigs because, honestly, it’s not settling at all.

Geekity Geek.

18 Feb

Tonight I gave myself Tintin hair just because I can.

That’s really all I have to say.