So; it’s all over… Six years of watching Sawyer squint, listening to Hurley say “Dude” and generally staring at the screen and wondering what the heck is going on. I have a sort of love-hate relationship with this show. The part of me that enjoys mystery and allegory loves the out-there strangeness of Lost. Then there’s that pragmatic part of me, the part that wants literal answers to everything. That part of me was kind of disappointed this morning; particularly after very little sleep, and with a baby attached to me (who woke half way through, forcing us to leave the room when Jack and Locke fought.) But I guess the show ended in an appropriate manner; it gave us answers, but not all the answers, and answers that were, in large part, open to interpretation.
I guess there will be spoilers after this point, so here’s a split:
