Lost was the greatest TV show in the history, up until the end of season 5 and everything flashed to white. For me, this was the perfect ending to the show. Think about it, after 5 seasons of polar bears, hatches, donkey wheels, a submarine, the tail section crew, the man who didn’t age, the man in black and the man in white, the shipwreck, the smoke monster, diabolical Ben, all the flash back and all the flash forwards and even time travel thrown in, we were all along for the ride. Watching Jack go from a man of science to a man of faith was good enough for me.
Think about it, since the show runners were never going to coherently explain everything anyway in season 6 (coherent being the key word), having everything flash to white with the logo and us imaging if it worked would have been the ultimate ending. Shit, the end of the Sopranos left us with more intrigue than Lost.
This is why I threw away my season 6 box set of lost. Yep. It went out with the Friday trash. I discussed the show this past week with a coworker and we both agreed with the chorus of fans whose fanboy and fangirl hearts were ripped out with season 6.
You see, I was a grown ass man who even bought the action figures.
Yep, I know. Huge nerd right here. I mean, who else would shell out $15 for everyone’s famous hero, Shannon. Look at her. Everyone thinks she is relaxing. I think she is figuring out how to get off the island by finding the Donkey Wheel. Too bad she was shot by Walt’s Dad because Walt aged way too damn fast when producers realized this pot of gold was getting renewed by ABC for a few more seasons.
Anyways. Join me. Do the right thing. Burn your season 6 box sets. Spread the rumor that season 6 was only just a dream, then we all can dream together that Juliet saved not only the show, but the memories of the greatest 5 seasons of television ever.