Are there seriously only four more episodes this year? And then only one more season after this? Cue my panic attack and withdrawal symptoms now, please.
First, I want to give credit directly to the guys who write "Lost." All of you. Because the more you've gotten a handle on the show, the more you've grown confident in the answers behind what you're doing... the more I think you're going to pull it off. Because you do magic tricks on this show. You take this bits and pieces that you've laid out over the last five years, and you connect the dots, not because you knew exactly how you'd get there, or even if this is exactly where you'd end up, but because you were confident that the world and the cast of characters you've created will give you the right opportunities to pay things off. It's a game, and that's the thrill. When you've asked the audience to invest in a show like this, it's a high-wire act. Can you stick the landing? You'll have to excuse me if I'm watching out of the half-fear that at some point, the show will simply drive off into a ditch and implode.
But we're not talking about an ending that's in some unforseeable future. It's next year. They've got to be talking about how this ends right now, already fairly clear in the ideas they're hoping to pull together by that point. In order to pull off all those magic tricks, you've had to introduce new characters over the course of the show. When it really works, you get a Desmond or a Ben. Guys who are part of the larger fabric of the show. When it doesn't really work, Anna Lucia leaves the show early. That's part of the freedom of a story this big. People don't have to be in the whole thing. They can just play a part. And some of them exit stage left.
I think tonight is the night that Miles became a Desmond or a Ben.
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