Wow. What a ride.
After my initial disappointment and much contemplation (during a sleepless night brought on by emotional exhaustion), I've changed my opinion of last night's Lost series finale.
IT WAS BRILLIANT. Sure, I still don't know exactly what it all meant. But I'm convinced anyone who watched it won't quickly forget. Do you think there is one viewer who isn't discussing it today, or at least searching online to read other viewers' interpretations and opinions? Anyone who ever cared even slightly about the series is thinking and/or talking about it today. And missing it already. Now that's great television.
The pieces of the last six years weren't all neatly packaged and wrapped up with a pretty bow like I had desperately hoped. Admittedly, the final scenario was the equivalent of a pretty package. But all wrapped up neatly? Not quite.
As I watched the highly-anticipated conclusion last night, fully expecting most of the loose ends to be tied up and to walk away with a full understanding, I'll admit I was disappointed even as I sat bawling at the beauty of THE END. I wanted to know the significance of all the very-detailed events of the past six seasons. Much as has been the case over the years, it all flew right over my head.
I could spend months analyzing the meaning of the show, the meaning of life in general, and whether the journey is as important as the destination. But right now, all I want to know is what the writers and creators were thinking. After all, if I simply wanted to ponder the meaning of life I wouldn't waste time watching tv.
So to the producers of this wonderful, exhilarating experience, I have one simple request. Please, please, PLEASE give us one more look into your brilliant creative brains. Replay that heartwarming, tearjerking final episode with your famous commentary to explain to us mere mortals just what you had in mind.
But most of all, thank you for six wonderful, thought-provoking years of pure entertainment.