Tuesday, May 25, 2010

LOST

*Mild spoiler alert*

Well. Kenny and I watched the series finale of LOST last night, 24 hours after everyone else. We were both scared and disinterested in living under a rock for the next few days (afraid of spoilers mostly). Up until the very last second of the episode, it hadn't hit me that it was... over. And then, as Jack closed his eyes and the final “LOST” splashed on the screen...I lost (ha) it. Like, I bawled. Kenny can attest to this; which is really embarrassing for me (we video chat and sync up our Hulu players to watch LOST) but my emotions just took a really crazy toll.

It wasn’t just the fact that the show itself was over...I guess I thought of my overall experience with watching--- a flashback sequence, if you will (maybe with a well-orchestrated soundtrack and overexposed lighting).

My first memory of LOST was working out at All-American Fitness in Blue Springs, on a bike and glancing up at the television. I saw Claire and Aaron (of course at that point, I had no idea who they were). The following semester, I was hanging out with Austin (one of my very first friends at Truman) and he told me I just HAD to watch LOST. He insisted and wouldn’t let me leave his room until I took the burned DVD of the pilot and first 4 episodes. A few nights later, bored, I popped in the DVD (sidenote: Austin also snuck in the pilot to Battlestar Galactica, which I still have to watch--um, maybe next?). Summer came and I got waaaay into LOST. I was 3 seasons behind, but I didn’t care. It was summer, all I was doing was working out and working at Sears. Once, I called-in sick because I wanted to finish an episode (OMG It was the season finale when Michael had that list of people he had to bring to Ben. SO GOOD). I thought that my youngest sister, Jill, would really enjoy it... so we watched up through season 3 together.

Hooked.

Summer was over and new episodes didn’t start until Feb of the following year. February hit and it used to be when I would have Lorrie, Amber and DVG weekly to watch (Cathy occasionally). The following year, LOST would be the reason I’d speed through my shift lab monitoring and it’d be what I watched, while sipping a BL, until trivia at Woody’s. Greg and I would continually debate Ben vs. Locke (Benny is my main man). I borrowed Cathy’s Season 1 DVDs in an attempt to lure Kenny Keefer into falling in love with me (for the record, it worked).

So when Jack closed his eyes for the last time, I felt this... end. Not just to the show, but to an era of a certain part of my life. I cried, thinking of the conversations about LOST I had with friends (and ex-friends), looking forward to the hour that--once a week, I’d sit back and enjoy a show that made me laugh, cry and think.

I understand that there were a lot of questions left unanswered (like seriously, why is Desmond so hawt? And how is Sawyer so hairless all. the. time?! Amongst others (OTHERS)) But I liked the finale and I loved the show as a whole.

Definitely buying the whole series when it comes out, in which I’m going to assume, is going to be sold in a really kickass DVD package (for a pretty penny (NOT PENNY’S BOAT)).

Told you Ben would be good in the end,
- J.

2 comments:

  1. Jessica, I always wanted to watch Lost only because you loved it. Maybe one day I'll start, and wish I would have watched it with you as it aired on tv for the first time with you. I miss you!

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  2. I was super sad at the end too. I was really hoping for a smoke monster duke out between MIB and Desmond or Jack.... Omg now i want to write about watching LOST memories too

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