LOST's Final Episode: Best Cheeseburger Ever..OR At Least We're Not In Cleveland

SPOILER WARNING: If you're a LOST fan, and you've not yet watched Sunday's final episode, stop reading now. Bookmark this page and return after you've seen it.

Regular listeners know of my passion for LOST. I have a great sentimental attachment to LOST as it was Roxanne's favorite show, as well as mine. We often speculated about plot twists, upcoming episodes, and behind the scenes trivia. For what it's worth, we were there from the start. One of Rox's actress friends from California appeared in some early episodes (you can see her at the ticket counter in the Sydney airport), and another friend ocassionally worked on the show's Hawaii crew. So in that disjointed, fannish, would-be-creepy-if-it-weren't-me sort of way, we were tied to LOST from the beginning.

So, like a lot of you, I've invested six years in this show. I'll give some thoughts in a moment, but first a note of empathy to Cleveland LOSTies.

Poor Cleveland.

Their industrial base has rusted; they may be getting ready to kiss Lebron James goodbye; and they can't even lose themselves in their favorite TV show.

LOST fans who tried to see Sunday's final episode on the Cleveland ABC afilliate are still steaming after transmission problems caused much of the show to be unwatchable. Comments on the station's website range from annoyed to downright nasty. As a broadcaster, I can only imagine the firestorm they're going through as the station tries to get clearance to air the program again this week. (ABC had already planned to repeat the finale Saturday, May 29.)

As a selfish broadcaster, I worry that they may decide to fix the problem by hiring Jeff, the World's Greatest Engineer, who keeps things afloat here in the rock penthouse. It'd be a shame to lose him. By the way, Jeff, if that Cleveland offer should come along, and they pull out the old South Central checkbook in order to keep you here, I think I deserve a cut for originating the idea. Fair is Fair.

Dead Is Dead

And Whatever Happened, Happened.

Those are LOST references, which is my way of bridging in to my two cents.

I thought the finale was elegantly crafted. My problem -- and it's not a big one -- was in the resolution of the flash-sideways timeline, and the lack of resolution of many of the quirks of the island which we've come to accept in the hope that our curiosity would eventually be satisfied. The island was as much of a character as any of the humans on LOST. It would have been nice to be able to reconcile some of the questions such as how the island was able to displace itself, why the Others decided to gas Dharmaville, and the significance of the Tawaret statue -- or was it Sobek -- and the other Egyptian symbols.

And the numbers. What the hell did the numbers mean?

As I said, my problem isn't a big one, because there is simply no way to tie up the dozens of loose ends dangled about since Oceanic 815 crashed on September 22, 2004. So I can't realy complain. Life, after all, is made up of countless loose ends. Let's just say I was mildly disappointed in the overall premise of the flash-sideways. The idea of everyone preparing for the afterlife seems to be an awfully easy road to take. I was hoping for something more tied to the unique properties of the island itself.

I was glad to see the matchups that took place among the Oceanic survivors. I shall enjoy thinking about what a cool place the island must have been with Hurley and Ben in charge. And I take a little pride in my correct predictions that Juliet was the mother of Jack's son, and that the final shot of the series was Jack's eyelid fluttering and closing... although again, that was the obvious choice. As with the getting-ready-for-heaven party, I could have stood for something more unexpected.

Taken in full, it’s sort of like being invited to dinner at an exclusive restaurant only to find they’re serving cheeseburgers. But it turns out that these are the most delicious, satisfying, lovingly prepared cheeseburgers you could imagine. By the time you finish, you are so swept away in the experience that your original uncertainty is long forgotten.

Rachel Ack of The Ack Attack, whose hilarious reviews have become legendary in the LOST universe, has writen some more serious thoughts about the end of LOST. I've always said I'll miss her reviews almost as much as the show itself.

I know from experience that one of the joys of LOST is the perspective gained by multiple viewings. After I’ve seen it two or three more times, I may come to fully embrace it.

What a great journey it’s been. Namaste, and thank you.