This is the end. LOST is over. For good.
I just got back from a post-finale IHOP trip with some friends/fellow fans, which included a lot of good discussions about this episode. So while I’m currently too emotional, breathless, and blown away to write a full post about it, I figured I had to write a little something.
Ohhh where to start…
What an AMAZING episode. Everything has come to this point. Every thought, every theory, every tangent, every second of LOST has led to this episode. I’m putting this fact out there now: the LOST series finale is the greatest two and a half hours of anything ever. And that is no exaggeration. Writing: AMAZING. Acting: FANTASTIC. Special effects: INCREDIBLE. Cinematography: BREATHTAKING. Music: HEARTBREAKING. And on and on it goes…
I’ll admit the fact they didn’t answer a whole lot in terms of the nagging questions. But you know what? Who cares. I certainly don’t. And the fact that a huge fan like myself has come to the point where the ending was so good I don’t even want to know the full answer(s) is saying something. Every emotion since the first episode has culminated into this last fight, and this last goodbye. And the show took our feelings and threw them all around. Every single commercial break I was overjoyed, teary-eyed, or flat-out in awe.
Wow. The photography of the show was mind-blowing. LOST has always been the most beautiful show on television, but this episode blew even itself out of the water. The shot of Locke standing at the edge of the cliff with the storm coming in, the boat coming towards him, literally left me jaw-dropped. And then the sweeping, spinning camera angles of the incredible Jack/Flocke fight, combined with the dark and moody weather added up to be one of the most astoundingly epic scenes in television history. And of course, we can’t forget Jack’s huge Super Smash Bros. downward-punch before the commercial break (credit Mel Kobran for saying it was “Smash Bros. like”).
They even showed us the inside of the cave, which I never thought we would see. A strange symbol-covered stone in a pool of seemingly electromagnetic water. The stone seemed almost like it was a cork of some type. When the cork was removed, the Island began fall apart and sink. Now what could that remind us of? That reminds me of a certain conversation Jacob had with Richard in Ab Aeterno, in which he described the Island as a sort of “cork” to keep the evil from destroying the world. Of course it’s also interesting that the water from in the pool disappeared once the cork was removed. The only place I could think it would go would be into the hole from which Desmond pulled the cork from. Someone pulling a cork and water rushing into it, causing something catastrophic? Sound familiar? It sounds to me like when Ben went into his secret room to call Smokie. He reached into a puddle of water, pulled some sort of cork, watched the water disappear, then waited for the monster to show and destroy Widmore’s men. Maybe these two examples are just coincidence, or maybe they were meant to foreshadow what was to come.
The producers have said since the beginning they knew what the last frame of LOST was going to be, and I believe them. How poetic, how symbolic, how amazing that the show would begin with the opening of Jack’s eye, only to end with him slowly closing it. In the same position of the bamboo forest, no less.
This is The End. Nothing has ever felt more right in this television show, and I never thought I would say that. Here’s to LOST. And here’s to the most amazing, meta-physical/spiritual ending to any television show ever.
Well I’m tired, and emotionally drained. Time to go watch the Jimmy Kimmel after-show and then sleep, happy that God didn’t end the world at 8:59 PM like we all feared he might. More to come, OF COURSE…
Happy Trails and Namaste,