Showing posts with label "Lost". Show all posts
Showing posts with label "Lost". Show all posts

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Deep Thoughts By No-Look McFadden: Episode 49



#1
It’s not fair to truly say goodbye to 2011 without checking out the year’s 50 funniest Tweets. #imjustsayin #hashtag

#2
“Star Wars” behind the scenes. Princess Leia sunbathing. Yes. That is happening. (This message is approved by 8-year-old me.)

#3
Honest question: Has UNC supplanted Duke as the floppingest hoops team in the country?

#4
During the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, Matt Lauer referred to Beantown’s hockey team as the “Boston Brewers.” Just a regular guy, him.

#5
Every time Panthers wideout Steve Smith comes close to rehabbing his image, he does something punk as shit and has to start all over again. This time, he inexplicably started screaming at Saints coach Sean Payton during a game. All class, all the time.

#6
I can’t prove it, but I’m pretty certain that the face-palm movement started with Ralphie’s dad on “Christmas Story.”

#7
A quick look at fascinating, clever and creative street art. Adds an element of intrigue to your brisk stroll to the market for toilet paper.

#8
The National Geographic photography contest never disappoints, so these are 45 insane pictures of the world, as well as some of their contest winners.

#9
This week in doppelgangers: Torrey Smith of the Baltimore Ravens and Harold Perrineau, who played Michael from “Lost.”

#10
Imagining a Gingrich presidency. Um, yikes. And this is guy is on Gingrich’s side!

Thursday, September 08, 2011

Many-Layered, Intense “The Hurt Locker” Examines What Makes A Bomb Team Tick


“The rush of battle is a potent and often lethal addiction, for war is a drug.”
--Chris Hedges, New York Times

It’s sort of sad that so many people will remember “The Hurt Locker” for all the wrong reasons. But that’s kind of what happens when a co-producer of a film e-mails Academy Award writers to attempt to dissuade them from voting for another movie (“Avatar”) for best picture. Sure, Nicolas Chartier issued a public apology, but he’ll always be known as the first nominee ever to be banned from a movie award ceremony.

That backdrop unfairly draws away from what was, unquestionably, a tremendous movie. Filled with testosterone, unfathomable violence, stereotyping questions, intensity and slow-motion cinematographic techniques, “The Hurt Locker” shone an unflinching light on war in the Middle East.

From a casting perspective, it has been reported that the casting of relative unknowns was very purposeful, to help protect the authenticity of the landscape of war. It was odd to see Guy Pearce (Staff Sergeant Matt Thompson) introduced as team leader—only to see him killed off in about 10 minutes. His replacement, Sergeant First Class William James (played impeccably by Jeremy Renner), establishes himself as the complete opposite of Thompson, more than a little bit nuts, from jumpstreet. Anthony Mackie is tremendous as Sergeant J.T. Sanborn and Brian Geraghty held his own as Specialist Owen Eldridge, while David Morse was excellent as always, although in just a bit role as Colonel Reed. Sanborn and Eldridge struggle with how far into hell they’re willing to follow James, who appears to have an insatiable death wish. At every turn, James thumbs his nose at uncompromisable military mandates about safety and communication, continuously putting himself and his team in danger—but also nullifying bad guys with some strange mix of luck, cockiness (873 bombs detonated!) and genius.

The screenplay was written by a freelance writer named Mark Boal, who embedded with a bomb squad in 2004 and said he was drawn toward the idea of these specialists who are “going toward what everyone else is running from.” Director Kathryn Bigelow does a terrific job of honoring Boal’s screenplay and experiences, overseeing tremendous work in introducing evil through suddenly shifting camera perspectives. The real-time nature of the film serves to build the intensity, to the point where you’re always expecting some added meaning, something else to happen just around the corner.

There were a few awkward aspects of the flick, with the relationship James forged with the hustler kid, Beckham, feeling a bit forced. Also, positioning Ralph Fiennes as a mercenary didn’t quite click, as he’s not exactly a “tough guy” type. I also found it really odd that the phrase the title comes from (used in Viet Nam to mean “in bad shape” or in a bad situation) wasn’t referenced at all in the movie, which was originally titled “The Something Jacket.” And finally, some articles indicated that veterans took issue with some of the lack of protocol and overall team behavior depicted in the film, saying that Renner’s level of risk-taking wouldn’t have been accepted. However, Boal spoke to more than 100 soldiers in doing his research, lending credence to his work and pointing out that, perhaps in such a leaderless region and situation, the cowboy nature can take hold.

The filming was done in Jordan, with reports that four or more crews would work simultaneously in 120-degree heat. The gritty, physically demanding nature of the work came through in the filming, when Renner hurt an ankle during one scene, stopping the filming for a week and throwing the entire project into jeopardy. On top of all that, the crews were shot at and had debris thrown at them as part of a legitimately hostile environment. After dealing with all of these variables, the crew had the unenviable task of taking 200 hours of footage and distilling it down into 2 hours and 13 minutes.

In the end, the movie is largely about James’s inability to reconcile both of his worlds, his struggle to balance the personas he has to live with in each; somehow, I think being married to Kate from “Lost” would make that job easier, but James just can’t puzzle it all out. Eventually, James begins to lose his mind and crack up, losing sanity to the never-ending chase, the ongoing futility of searching for answers in ratholes. When he eventually hallucinates about Beckham being turned into a living bomb, accidentally shoots Eldridge and stages a one-man invasion of an Iraqi slum, we see he’s hit rock bottom.

At one point, James views life moving on after an enormous explosion, seeing a kite being flown by an oblivious boy who accepts bombings as a natural part of his day, setting the stage for one of the tremendous scenes in the movie. James and Sanborn have a lengthy talk in the Humvee about the value of life, the role of risk and the presence of the future. Sanborn shares that he doesn’t want to die without having a son, that he is now ready for that, while James explains that he can’t process that line of thinking, doesn’t allow himself to think about or view his work in terms of risk or rolling the dice.

Near the end, we cut to James pushing his child through a store in a grocery cart, visibly struggling to come to terms with the fact that his life is now about buying cereal. In a heartbreaking scene, James comes to a decision as he’s playing with his son, saying, “As you get older, some of the things you love might not seem so special anymore … And the older you get, the fewer things you really love. And by the time you get to my age, maybe it’s only one or two things. With me, I think it’s one.” Essentially, James tells his family that the only thing he loves are bombs, before doing the unthinkable and abandoning his family to sign up for another tour of duty.

“The Hurt Locker” had a delayed release in the U.S., yet still overcame Chartier’s transgression to take home a stagging six Oscars. Awards aside, it says here that the sheer depth and range of emotion evoked in the film place it confidently among any war movie ever made.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

With Apologies To Lebowski ...



Two of my favorites meet up: Hugo Reyes and Don Draper. Repetition ensues.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

"I Am You," If You Means Hurley



Because Christine O'Donnell as the "Stepford Wives"-ish new face of the Republican party is just too damn easy to ridicule.

How easy?

So easy that even Hurley from "Lost" nails her here.

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Deep Thoughts By No-Look McFadden: Episode 31


#1
To the fucking toolbag douchebag rectal wizard who thinks it’s a good idea to go for a leisurely bike ride down the right lane of Lynn Road during rush hour, trailed by roughly 60 cars mere inches from his back tire: Get on the sidewalk or take back roads before you kill yourself or someone else.
Bonus tip just because you’re obviously a ‘tard: Flipping off everyone who honks at you will undoubtedly increase the likelihood that it will be you.

#2
Boise State is to football as Butler is to basketball. How the hell are people still not understanding this?

#3
Ben Stein was “cool” for about an eight-year span before everyone realized what a neo-conservative, insufferable, condescending prick he was. So it was good to see Bill Maher put him in his place while simultaneously eviscerating him.

#4
After the Jets faked an injury to stop the clock and give an exhausted defense a much-needed break on primetime national TV against the Dolphins on Sunday Night Football, you just knew the NFL would come down pretty hard on them, being all anti-cheating and all.
Still waiting, Rog.

#5
So apparently, a bunch of firefighters stood by and watched as someone’s house burned down because the owner didn’t pay firefighting dues or some shit.
To quote “Team America: World Police:” “America, fuck yeah!”

#6
R.I.P. to a true NFL legend, George Blanda. Amazing player, amazing story and the anti-Butt Favre to boot.

#7
Apparently, Jin from “Lost” is now part of the “Hawaii 5-0” cast. I guess he never had to leave the island, in the show or in real-life.

#8
Has anyone ever seen former Wolfpack hoopster Jeremy Hyatt and temporary Michigan State coach Don Treadwell in the same place at the same time?

#9
Stanford’s Andrew Luck, welcome to the Complete-Fucking-Dork-Who-Is-Also-A-Tremendous-Quarterback Club.
FYI, it’s just you and Peyton Manning right now.

#10
Need a Christmas idea for your toddler? How about the “Shark Attack” playset from Animal Planet?
Are you fucking kidding me?!
Let me get this straight: you’re targeting an age group (3 years and up) that is just beginning to learn about the water and swimming. And you’re painting a scene of a person in a cage being attacked by a goddam shark?! What?!
[speakless]

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Deep Thoughts By No-Look McFadden: Episode 29


#1
So the final, tie-breaking question to help determine the winner of “Big Brother” asked how many times the house guests got slammed against the wall in the final competition. Mind you, this event happened like the day before. Yet, with the chance to win half a million beans on the line, both guys were like off by at least 150 times?!
So I ask: how could YOU be the person swinging on a rope into a wall for a fucking an hour and a half and miss your guess by that fucking much!? Much less both of them?! Serenity now.

#2
I think the 49ers are getting closer. I like their physicality and hope Alex Smith can continue to forget he’s Alex Smith. That being said, I’m not sure Mike Singletary needs to wear the giant wooden cross on Monday Night Football.
I remember the last San Francisco coach, Mike Nolan, got fined for wearing a suit on the sidelines. But this is within the NFL dress code?

#3
This dude lives on a floating bottle island. I don’t really have anything to add to that.

#4
“The Vikings need to go down there and hit that town like Katrina.” Really, Dan Hampton? I guess those ‘roids are finally taking a toll on that melon of yours. Too bad, I used to be a fan of “Danimal” of ’85 Bears defensive fame. Now, you’re just another douche who needs a microphone with a restraining order.

#5
The other day on the radio, I heard an ad touting the great city of Raleigh -- and it mentioned something about Apex. I’m not exactly sure why, but that kind of pissed me off.

#6
I’m a big fan of Jimmy Carter’s, and I can appreciate how he’s taken an underappreciated presidency and turned it into a career as a statesman and Nobel winner.
That being said, when his children were shown on “60 Minutes” recently, my comments were decidedly unpresidential, so I’ll just let the picture speak for itself.


Moving on. Quickly.

#7
Nick Reveiz has gone from former walk-on to starting linebacker at Tennessee. He’s the son of former Dolphins kicker Fuad Reveiz. That makes me feel old as hell.

#8
One of the most under-the-radar and underrated shows on TV, “The League” returned with a bang, as the gang journeyed to Vegas to host their fantasy football draft. I’m certainly no Chad Ochocinco fan, but I do have to say his extended cameo in this episode certainly added, instead of detracted, from the show.

#9
Is it me, or does “The Event” look like a clone of both “Heroes” and “Flashforward”? I guess the across-the networks quest to find a suitable “Lost” replacement continues on. I just hope that they give “The Event” more of a chance than ABC did for “Flashforward” if that’s the case.

#10
I’m not sure what the phrase “Deep South Peanut Pie” stands for in cult-speak, but I think you’ll join me in being creeped out as shit by this Damien kid.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX: Holding The Heels To The Fire, Plus “Lost” Pops Up Again And Jimmy Johnson Won’t Go Away


A snake-oil salesman, John Blake
Christianity he did fake
Now UNC headed for probation
He and Butch headed for vacation
They know cheating for christ’s sake

During the hottest recorded year
In Greenland, an ice shelf did shear
Four times Manhattan’s size
Earth destroyed right beneath our eyes
Climate change ain’t coming -- it’s here

A “Lost” epilogue it does seem
Ben goes to a warehouse scene
Visits Walt in a mental facility pen
Back to the island with Hurley and Ben?
If it came back, it would be a dream

A coaching fraud named Jimmy
His poodle made him seem like a ninny
Spotlight-craving was always his reason
That’s why he’s on “Survivor” this season
He’ll cheat somehow, that’s a gimme

Dick Whitman in Cali again
Learns Anna is sick and in pain
But she doesn’t know
So back to New York he does go
Spends New Year’s with also-lonely Lane

Last time

Thursday, July 08, 2010

Deep Thoughts By No-Look McFadden: Episode 22


#1
I’m certainly not a fan of ESPN, but their “30:30” project is one thing they’ve gotten right. “Run Ricky Run” was tremendous, and “The Two Escobars” piece was eye-opening as well.

#2
Least-favorite recent Hollywood trend: taking a washed-up pretty boy actor and trying to recast him as a mercenary or tough guy. Who the hell can buy Tom Cruise as the badass in “Knight and Day”?! And what the F happened to Cameron Diaz?! They don’t fade much farther, faster, than she has. Ouch.

#3
Has anyone ever seen new NC State athletics director Debbie Yow and SNL’s the Church Lady in the same place at the same time?

#4
I figgered an 11-hour, 5-minute tennis match deserved some additional mention here. The John Isner-Nicolas Mahut marathon was so taxing that, at one point, Isner looked like me the time I downed a fifth of Crown and won that dwarf-tossing contest. It was so exhausting that Isner began actually swinging and missing at balls, looking like the Rob Deer of the tennis world. It was so tiring that Pete Sampras threw up somewhere just watching it.
Complicating matters was the fact that I couldn’t decide whether Mahut looked like the French doppelganger of Scut Farkus, the villain from “Christmas Story,” or a freedom-fried Sonic the Hedgehog.
And backing up my assertion that the happiest person in England during that match was the person who drew the winner the next day, Isner lost in something like 51 minutes the next time out. But kudos to Wimbledon for being proactive enough to recognize the match and award the contestants on the spot, just after it ended. Other leagues could take note.

#5
Did you know Matt Schaub threw for 4,770 yards last year? That’s the sixth-most freaking yards in a season EVAR. Most underreported story of the season, imo.

#6
I always hated science. Even as a kid. And I always loved weekends. Even as a kid. This is why I never became a scientist.

#7
Serious question: Are Diego Maradona and Ozzie Guillen the same guy?

#8
The three things that will make it very difficult for soccer to truly gain a place in the national sporting pecking order Stateside are the diving and acting; the seemingly random assignment of yellow cards; and the truly brutal, mind-numbing refereeing mistakes. When it seems like every other game is 1-0, there is simply no room in the game to abide by and be able to suffer these horrific errors and gaffes. There has to be a way to make it right.

#9
I found, basically, the definitive piece on “Lost” the other day. Coupla cool quotes from it: “One of the reasons I think 'Lost' worked was that it was always more interested in the box and the person holding the box than what was in the box.”
And “One of the things that's made the last six seasons of this show so fun is the way that it's kind of a Rorschach test for who you are. Your answers to the questions the show presented were as important to the experience of watching the show as anything else.”

#10
Can I ask why Leonardo DiCaprio was wearing a West Virginia cap during the Germany-Argentina match at the World Cup in South Africa? On a side note, Charlize Theron is to South African football as Ashley Judd is to Kentucky basketball.

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Deep Thoughts By No-Look McFadden: Episode 20


#1
“Flashforward,” “24,” “Heroes,” “Lost” … All gone. Killed by reality TV. God help us all.

#2
I see both sides of the Gale Sayers vs. Brian Urlacher thing. But I think it’s all pretty petty and have to believe Urlacher has bigger issues to worry about at this stage of his career.

#3
On the “New Adventures of Old Christine,” they booked a flight on Shanif Mormon Airlines, only to find that every one of their flights goes through Salt Lake City. I laughed. But I can: some of my best friends are Mormon.

#4
It was neat to see the Dolphins finally do right by #54, Zach Thomas. A throwback player from another era, we’ll never see another one like him. But to those who think the franchise has finally learned a lesson in humility, keep in mind that Thomas had to reach out to them to make this happen.

#5
Check out 108 cool "Lost" T-shirts. You gotta love #29, #34 and #56, but #45 is hands-down my favorite.

#6
So, when did women’s tennis players all get so freaking huge? I miss the days of Amanda Coetzer, Chris Evert and the like, who were not only excellent players, but rather nice to look at as well. I'd settle for just a bit of estrogen at this point; they all look like dudes in wigs now.

#7
The arrival of the remakes of “Karate Kid,” “Hawaii 5-0,” “A-Team” and the like to the big and little screen tells me two things: one, I’m getting pretty goddam old, and B, Hollywood has even less creativity than I thought if they’re not only recycling things so early, but recycling shit like that.

#8
I almost lost is when Jim Nance started quoting a Bette Midler song at the end of the Memorial Tournament to somehow “honor” Justin Rose. In such situations, is it too much to ask Nick Faldo to backhand him? I mean, isn’t that his duty? Somebody has to reign in Nance, that sanctimonious bastard, at some point.

#9
I’m sure a bit late to this party, but it just strikes me as rather funny that the actor in the wheelchair in “Glee” (although he’ll always be the kidnapped pizza delivery boy from “The Office” to me) is named Kevin McHale. I always hated Kevin “Frankenstein” McHale when he played for the Celtics.

#10
John Wooden lived the idea of love and balance. He was a coach at UCLA for 28 years, married for 53 years, lived in LA for 61 years, didn’t have a drink in 77 years and didn’t curse in 85 years. And he loved his wife as much in the quarter-century after she passed as he did while she was alive. He was the last best thing about college athletics, in my humble opinion.

Friday, June 04, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXXX: Goodbye To Baseball’s Last Untainted Hero, Plus When Perfect Meets Imperfect


Reduced to the recycle bin
He napped during a Mariners win
Farewell to an all-timer, Ken Griffey
Injuries made him play stiffly
We’ll always wonder what might have been

Cheating at Kansas, did you hear?
NCAA to turn a blind eye and ear
It happened under the watch of Roy Boy
Basketball robbed of tradition and joy
Keep moving, nothing to see here

An EZU footballer went streaking
Of booze and stupidity he was reeking
His run ended when he got tazed
He pretended he was unfazed
But poop down his leg he was leaking

Into TV chaos I’ve been tossed
Who knew this is what it would cost?
On it, I used to be depend
Like saying goodbye to an old friend
Without “Lost,” I’m kinda “Lost”

An umpire blew a perfect game
Now everybody knows his name
Wishes he toiled in anonymity
At least he showed some humility
Umps with egos are annoying and lame

Last time

Monday, May 31, 2010

Desmond And Charlie's Love Child Explains "Lost" In 3 Minutes

... using only Post-It notes, a cockney accent and bad hair.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXIX: NFL Says “Too Bad” To Fat Cats Who No Likey Football Outside, Plus A Somber So Long To Epic “Lost”


Super Bowl in NY four years hence
Now let the bitching commence
“It’ll be cold,” complains the bitch
“And outside,” whines the rich
But football in the elements makes sense

Obama’s great move (‘bout time)
Was a response to the BP crime
A moratorium on Arctic drilling
To avoid more goddam oil spilling
Because it ain’t the oil that’s the slime

For “Sex and the City,” this one’s new
A show about three ‘hos and a shrew
Everyone’s been saying the same
That it’s both “cartoonish” and “lame”
Did Captain Obvious write this review?

Facebook privacy is the issue of the day
Selling information to third parties just won’t pay
They’ve got a broken business model
Can’t make money so they broke the bottle
Just quit being secretive—what do you say?

The ending we feared finally came
A finale worthy of the “Lost” name
It was the ultimate gift Jack gave
But his soul he ironically did save
Now TV will never be the same

Last time

Thursday, May 27, 2010

“Lost” Says Farewell, Part III: A Show That Can’t Be Categorized, A Purpose That Can’t Be Ignored


Despite my ramblings musings in Part I and Part II, I do realize that the most popular theory at the moment was that they did survive the crash after all and that the flash-sideways was purgatory. I’m certainly open-minded enough to accept that theory (which is what it is), but I certainly just thought the final scene of panning along the crash site and debris was another in a line of clues that they never survived at all, in addition to the admission that they filmed the final episode immediately after filming the pilot six years ago.

Personally, I think the writers spent so much time churning out red herrings that they eventually ran out of time and had all these spokes of the wheel that ended in corners, which forced them to take the relatively easy way out. But the characters were ever-present, and demanded our attention to the end. Sort of like Tony Soprano, all the characters have just enough of a mix of good and evil that you are not sure as a fan of who to like and why and who is ultimately good and bad. These determinations mostly depend on your perceptions, beliefs and life experiences.


“I’ll see you in another life, brother …”

If we accept that the show is primarily about Jack, then kind of about Hurley (including the protective, brother dynamic between the two of them both on and off the island), then you have to throw Desmond into the mix as well. This triumvirate forms the backbone of the series, with Des’s ability to withstand electromagnetism allowing him to get close enough to the source for him to “unplug” it, rendering the MIB mortal and starting the destruction of the island. The irony for Desmond in all of this is that his job for so long was to keep the source plugged by pushing buttons. Then, at the end, he symbolically removes the wine’s cork by removing the stone that was plugging the island’s malevolence.

In the flash-sideways, Des served as a conductor, a conduit who helped bring the survivors together to come to a realization of their alternate connections. By helping to “catalyze the awakenings,” as someone put it, he was able to eventually create the proper scenario for all of them to escape purgatory and “move on.” He was described as the show’s constant, making him one of the hubs in my opinion.


“We were brought here for a purpose, for a reason, all of us.”

At the end, Jack says that Locke was right about everything all along, specifically about how the island drew them all and was part of a larger purpose. Much of the series dwelled on the battle between the Man of Science (Jack) and the Man of Faith (Locke), and it is seemingly only through Locke’s death that Jack is able to reconcile himself to adopt faith in his life. Locke was on a literal and figurative walkabout, searching for something to believe in, when the island captured him. Stepping back from these circumstances, “Lost” can certainly be painted effectively as a character study on how a Man of Science eventually turns into a Man of Faith.

I’m going to miss Jack’s odyssey. I’m going to miss Sawyer’s hilarious nicknames. I’m going to miss Hurley’s “Dudes.” I’m going to miss the Charlie-Claire-Aaron pseudo-family. I’m going to miss Desmond’s pursuit of Penny against all odds. I’m going to miss the subtlety of Bernard and Rose. I’m going to miss the amazing Vincent. I’m going to miss the Sun-Jin love story that traveled over miles, language, absence, decades and other obstacles. I’m going to miss Linus as the official “Lost” punching bag. I’m going to miss the misunderstood Mr. Eko. I’m going to miss the queen of freedom fries, Rousseau. I’m going to miss the enigma, Charles Widmore. I’m going to miss the landscape as a central character. I’m going to miss Jacob’s calm wisdom and the Man in Black’s furious outrage. I’m going to miss Locke’s stoic regalness. I’m going to miss Sayid’s internal war. I’m going to miss the tragic Juliet. And I’m going to miss "Freckles" for so many reasons.

Oh, how I’m going to miss Freckles.


“If we can’t live together … we’re going to die alone.”

If you would have told me six years ago that I would have gotten reeled in by a show about an island that sometimes gets stuck in time and disappears, with three different timelines vying for attention, with random tropical polar bears, with a cast of personalities that is tripled by separate alternate-timeline identities, with plot lines that disappear into blind alleys and dead ends, with major characters that disappear for no reason at all, I likely would not have believed you. But what made “Lost” remarkable was its function as escapist TV; we were asked to believe in hydrogen bombs causing no damage, flash-sidewayses, a dude who doesn’t age and wears eyeliner, and an island that can’t be found on a map, and we never blinked. And that’s a credit to the writers and producers.

“Lost” was a primer on relativity, forgiveness, choice and consequence, point of view and flipping stereotypes, powered by an international cast and an approach that literally and figuratively altered the face of primetime television as we know it. Hell, at times, “Lost” became a caricature of itself. It was part love story, part examination on human nature, part redemption song, part religious morality play, part epic and part Shakespearian tragedy, and it could be as frustrating as it was entertaining. But if you were expecting a steady stream of easy resolutions, then you weren’t watching very closely over the last six years and 121.5 hours of episodes, and that’s on you, not the “Lost” team.

It was a wonderful ride that we didn’t want to ever end, and that’s certainly where some of the hurt feelings over the finale truly stem from. Maybe we’ll see you in another life, “Lost”; until then, I’ll never hear the phrase, “Where are we?” without thinking of that tragically beautiful beach.

And thinking of those six years when I was “Lost.”

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

“Lost” Says Farewell, Part II: Equal Parts Copout, Hedonism, Character Study and Poetic Beauty


As we discussed in Part I, if you accept all the religious imagery as overt and not symbolic, then the “moving on” obviously means the passing to heaven or hell. With the redemption experienced by all of those who arrived in the church (on a side note, I loved the cryptic line from Jin to Sawyer, “We’ll see you there”), they’re headed to heaven; however, Linus can’t enter the church, meaning that his destination is still very much in doubt, with atonement still needing to take place on his part.

After circling the coffin and working up the strength to open it, Jack finally comes to the realization -- with the help of his own personal Obi-Wan Kenobi, his aptly named father, Christian Shephard -- that he has died. The coffin itself symbolizes the death of his other, “island” life, and the fact that his father is there is fitting in the sense that Jack’s life has largely been about redeeming his relationship with his Dad. I found the dialogue here vague to the point where it was obvious that the producers designed it that way; phrases like, “Everyone dies sometime” and “You all needed each other” come across as pure copouts, which is where some of the minor fanbase outrage comes from.

In my view, these folks made the island together in their mind’s eyes, as a place to ensure that no one died alone on the plane, without a purpose to their lives. Similar to “Shutter Island,” I think it’s possible that the dead survivors created this scenario in purgatory as an attempt to find meaning in their lives … they fabricated this adventure tale as a vehicle and a platform to demonstrate that they can address their flaws. The island has been referred to as a means to an end elsewhere, and I think that would be logical in this context.

However, the whole go-to-the-light stuff was a bit too in-your-face, obvious and literal to avoid being cheesy. In that sense, Jack returning to the bamboo where the show started, laying in the same spot, having Vincent lick his hand, and having his eye slowly close, was partly copout and partly poetic beauty.


“This would be so sweet if we weren’t all about to die.”

I’ll start off by saying, with “an unblemished record of staunch heterosexuality” (thanks, Costanza), that I found the dawning realizations of alternate connections simply and utterly beautiful. The goodbye scene between Jack and Kate was very moving and emotional as well.

That being said, the incestuous relationships on the island were more than a little creepy. Jack was with Juliet on the island and in the flash-sideways; she was, in fact, the mother of his son, David, even though they divorced. Jack was also with Kate (sort of) on the island and off the island, when they raised Aaron together, but Jack’s inner pull to the island and fear of Kate’s past and secret eventually deteriorates him and activates his self-destructive impulses. In the end, Jack winds up with the bad girl (Kate) instead of the good girl (Juliet), partly because he is drawn to those he can fix and partly because he and Kate were kindred souls from their very first moments on the island, when she literally and figuratively helps to put a broken Jack back together again.

Sawyer was with Juliet in Dharmaville 1974, before she died thanks to the hydrogen bomb, and they are reunited in the flash-sideways over a vending machine. He was also with Kate on the island, sharing moments of passion fueled by their inherent questionable pasts and natures. In the end, echoing his life, Sawyer ends up with the good girl (Juliet) instead of the bad girl (Kate), with Juliet teaching him what unconditional love really is, something he never learned from his dysfunctional parents before they died.

These intertwined love and lust stories led Jimmy Kimmel to quip that they were stranded on some kind of wife-swapping Hedonism island after all.

At its core, “Lost” is a character study, an examination of relationships, which is reflected by the ending, when we see Jack-Kate, Sawyer-Juliet, Sun-Jin, Sayid-Shannon, Charlie-Claire, Hurley-Libby, Penny-Desmond, Bernard-Rose (and even Daniel-Charlotte in the flash-sideways) all reunited in the church.

In my mind, the relationship progressions and character evolutions were and always will be the most underrated aspect of “Lost.”



“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a pilot.”

On the other hand, some of the coincidences and overlooks that were rampant in the finale certainly went a long way toward eroding fan faith in some quarters. You have Richard Alpert and Frank Lapidis mysteriously -- and somewhat conveniently -- alive. Richard, after seeing his own gray hair, suddenly decides that he wants to live, while finding a bobbing Lapidis amidst the wreckage of the destroyed submarine allows the mission to change from destroying the plane to flying it to safety and rescue.

I found the re-introduction of Shannon and Boone almost unbelievably awkward, and it was made worse when Sayid quickly shrugs off his pining over Nadia to get with Shannon, who just stands around looking moony-eyed. Boone coming back was a nice nod to his death in the early days of the show, but perhaps he could have had a more significant role than getting the shit kicked out of him so a swarthy Iranian torturer can start bagging his sister? And if you’re going to bring back dead folks, how about Nikki (yes, please) and Paulo? For that matter, didn’t Miles/Enos end up stealing Nikki and Paulo’s treasure at one point? Whatever happened with that?

Also, who were the skeletons in the source cave? What the hell role did Eloise Hawking/Widmore play in the flash-sideways, with her cryptic warnings that didn’t amount to anything? Claire seemed to go from Bat-Shit Crazy to Contemplative Wise rather quickly thanks to Kate’s words, didn’t she? I loved the re-intro of Bernard, Rose and Vincent, and I appreciate their desire to “stay out of the drama,” but it would have been nice to see them a bit more, no? And that was a rather quick backstage delivery of Aaron, right? And Jack seemed to get more done after taking a knife to the kidney than most folks do in their entire lives, or is it just me?

I guess these are liberties that had to be taken in order to get to the finish line, and I get that. But damn … no Walt, Michael or Mr. Eko for the junkies?

[Editor's Note: Stay tuned for Part III, since it's impossible to talk about a six-year show ending with a two-and-a-half-hour finale in one post. Giddyup.]

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

“Lost” Says Farewell, Part I: A Morality Tale of the Quest for Peace and Redemption


In the next-to-last episode of “Lost,” Jacob and MIB’s surrogate mother tells the twins’ mother (before killing her), “Every question I answer will simply lead to another question.” This quote could aptly serve as the epitaph for “Lost,” which recently ended with an epic two-and-a-half-hour finale that was shrouded amidst mixed audience response. These words echo over the entire six-year series, and one can imagine it being bandied about by the producers and writers as they struggled to find the best ending for this TV-show-turned-worldwide phenomenon. In constructing and deconstructing plot lines, the powers-that-be created so many branching questions, theories and queries that I believe they ultimately accepted that they had effectively written themselves into too many corners. As a group, they collectively threw their hands up and decided to just end the show as emotionally and easily as possible.

A copout? Sure. Fitting? Uh-huh. The way it had to be? Yes.

Because as many references and similarities as there are to “Star Wars” (and there are tons), “Lost” was never going to be as deftly and cleverly tied up as that unforgettable epic. Yet the sense of entitlement that has pervaded our society leads so many to believe that they have bought or earned something with six years worth of viewing, that they are somehow owed everything tied up neatly with a bow and served up to them on a silver platter. They think they traded six years for the right to demand answers, and plenty of them, within 150 minutes, if you please.

But “Lost,” like life itself, isn’t that simple. Ultimately, that’s one of the messages that the producers worked so hard to share with the audience that they listened to and forged such a rare bond with. Whether they stumbled into this ending on accident or not is debatable, but the reality is that there was never going to be a finale that answered all of the questions and made everything all of a sudden make sense. Because that was part of the magic of the show; it reeled you in and made you an active participant. A large portion of how invested and involved you got in the series depended on how willing you were to suspend belief, to challenge assumptions, to buck the ordinary. And they carried that through the finale, asking you to decide for yourself what you chose to believe about the controversial ending.

“Guys … where are we?”

Did all the Losties die on Oceanic 815’s impact on the island? Did the survivors eventually make it off the island, live alternate lives and eventually reunite in death? Was it all a purgatory after all? I personally choose to believe that everyone died in the crash and that the island was a purgatory that was consciously created by the collective souls of the flawed, the lonely, the searching. What brought these characters together were these shared traits; redemption and resolution of these flaws eventually reunited them once again in the afterlife. Keep in mind the repeated phrase “Nothing is irreversible”:

Jack
Flaw: Living in his father’s shadow, his life is dominated by the sense that he’s just not good enough
Redemption: Becomes a father who learns from his father’s mistakes, becomes a leader, learns to relinquish power, then ultimately finds his purpose is truly about saving others, on the island and in the ER, finds and (arguably) fixes Kate

Hurley
Flaw: Lives in his own mind as the unluckiest lucky man ever, feeling that he lives under a bad sign, with zero confidence and no companionship
Redemption: Finds inner confidence through the family of survivors, eventually becomes a leader by having others believe in him, finds Libby

Sawyer
Flaw: The unstable rogue, chasing his namesake, his criminal actions mirror the con that is his life
Redemption: Allows himself to fully love Juliet and becomes a cop in an effort to turn violence into help for others

Kate
Flaw: The beautiful murderer who is always running away from the past
Redemption: She becomes a mother and a wife, falling for Jack and finding a stable home and family

Sayid
Flaw: An expert torturer who can’t escape violence and death in his life and can’t stop chasing what he can’t have, Nadia
Redemption: Escapes his stereotype as a murderer by sparing Desmond and sacrificing himself to save others on the sub, earning him a second chance at love by finding Shannon

Jin
Flaw: Rigidly traditional man who is indebted to a mercenary businessman for rescuing him, making him a bad husband to the businessman’s daughter
Redemption: Sacrifices himself for Sun, becomes a father, becomes a hero, forgives and is forgiven

Sun
Flaw: Stuck in the middle of a clash of cultures, she fights traditional roles and mores, becoming an adulterer in the process
Redemption: Becomes a mother, finds Jin again, forgives and is forgiven

On a secondary level, Benjamin Linus’s flaw is that he is a power-hungry, malevolent man who seeks redemption by taking a secondary role and reveling in the fact that someone (Hurley) actually asks him for help. But the fact that Linus isn’t “ready” to enter the church at the end seems to suggest that he has not completely given up on the idea that might be able to influence Hurley into using the island for his own means or eventually usurping Hurley’s power.


"Tell me I'm going to see you again"

Of course, there are several interpretations about the ending, with no clear “right” choice. And that’s part of the beauty of the show; after 121.5 hours, your belief still largely dictates the ending that you want, the finish that best fits your personality, your soul. I might feel that the island represents purgatory, with Jacob figuratively filling in the role of a god recruiting for heaven and the MIB figuratively serving as the devil bringing souls to hell.

In that sense, the show took a very surprising religious turn, to me at least. We are somewhat clued in when Kate laughingly questions the seemingly ridiculous name of “Christian Shephard.” With incantations, drinking of liquids with transmutative properties, the metaphor of the wine bottle with the cork in it, martyrdom, the Biblical names, the symbolic light, the church ending … it is almost as if the churchy overtones were there all along, yet maybe we chose to overlook them.

In the end, where they are is secondary to the idea that this is, at its heart, a morality tale. It’s a story of flawed characters (think “Wizard of Oz”) who are thrown into a situation—self-created or not—that forces them to face their flaws and adapt as people. Jacob tells them they are all lonely, looking for something they can’t find in the “real” world (life), and in accepting his sacrificial role, Jack admits that the island is the one thing in his life that he hasn’t managed to ruin.

“I’ll go where the light’s brightest.”

Everything ends at the source, which is a bit of clever irony. At this point, my belief is that all the major characters are already dead and trying to help Jack see the same truth so that he can ascend or descend. Desmond tries to tell him that the source lets you be with the ones you love, but Jack responds that there are no shortcuts and no do-overs, making you believe that he still feels he has yet to redeem himself, has yet to perform the heroic action that will help him find the elusive peace he doesn’t even know he is seeking.

And in the end, “Lost” is all about Jack’s quest for peace and redemption; it always was. His own harshest critic, he can’t fully appreciate how others view him, but only perceives himself in his father’s critical eyes. When Kate tells him, “Let the island sink,” she’s telling him to let it all go, to let the albatross that’s been hanging around his neck slip away, to allow himself to ease his burden. He says he can’t because he’s not ready yet. Kate telling him she loves him, Hurley telling him he believes in him and Sawyer thanking him all go a long way toward pushing him toward peace, but as the show states, how others view you doesn’t matter compared to what you feel about yourself.

Locke tells him, “Jack, I hope that somebody does for you what you just did for me,” in wishing for him found peace. Jack finally lets go when Kate says, “I know you don’t understand yet, but if you come with me, you will.”

But what does letting go -- and moving on -- really mean?

[Editor's Note: Stay tuned for Part II, since it's impossible to talk about a six-year show ending with a two-and-a-half-hour finale in one post. Giddyup.]

Friday, May 21, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXVIII: Tuna And The ‘Fins Finally Take A High Road, Plus “Lost” Sets Up A Momentous Finale


The heart of the franchise after Dan
Zach Thomas, beloved by every Dolfan
It’s been coming for far too long
Took three years to right a wrong
But #54 retiring a ‘Fin is what’s right, man

Concerns about just who plays
Led to transfers for Davis and Mays
They did it the right way at State
Now start over with a blank slate
Wish them luck in the rest of their days

Doper Landis said Lance took the PED route
His credibility is quite a bit in doubt
So some think the claims by Landis
Are more than a little outlandish
But in this day and age, can you rule them out?

A big offseason for Henne
The problems on “D” are many
Gotta rich receiver with two bad hips
A ‘backer who can only run his lips
At least it’s good to see the return of Penny

Freaking Ben Linus just won’t die
But Widmore and Richard go bye
Who now protects the Source?
Why, it’s Jack, of course
Can Locke use Des to blow the island sky high?

Last time

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

A Bunch More Reasons To Be Missing Hurley Soon ...



A bit like the "F" word in "Big Lebowski," Hurley says "Dude" a lot on "Lost." And someone with a lot of time on their hands decided to track just how often.

Good times.

Friday, May 14, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXVII: Mother Earth Is Crying, Plus “Lost” Twins Fight For The Light


What was blue, we’ve turned black
Of calamities, there is no lack
We kill oceans with our black gold
To the green we’ve our souls sold
Ever think the Earth’s fighting back?

After a State grad lost one in a bar
New iPhone searches have gone far
They turn up without fail
Even on the Ho Chi Minh Trail
Good pub to shine Apple’s star

“Superconferences” the talk of the day
One step below playing for pay
The Big 12 raped by the Big 10?
The SEC stealing from the ACC again?
Amateurism has almost gone away

Miro, Del.icio.us and FriendFeed
Utterli, Audacity, 12 seconds.tv
For pictures, use Flickr
To converse, how about Twitter
Be so cutting edge that you’ll bleed

Turns out they were twins after all,
Black vs. white, then the fall
Their mother killed giving birth
Thought the island was all the Earth
Better protect the cave of light, y’all

Last time

Friday, May 07, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXVI: Kickin’ It OBX Style, Plus Fond Farewell To Three Survivors


A year celebrated down in Nags Head
A vacation to prep for what’s ahead
Bodie Lighthouse was under repair
The aquarium was pretty fair
Ube’s first trip to the beach where we wed

(why there was no Limerick Friday last week)

The hopes of a program changed overnight
A trio arriving with talent top-flight
A city’s been waiting on the edge
Now Pack Nation, come in off that ledge
C.J. Leslie, welcome to the Red and White

Ernie Harwell was quite a find
Out of sight but not out of mind
They say nothing good will last
A voice of baseball has passed
Detroit and the sport lost one of a kind

How low can a team go?
Ask Dez Bryant if his mom’s a ho
The Dolphins are missing some class
Jeff Ireland is a pompous ass
Lots to apologize for in Miami, dontcha know

“I’m with him,” said Jack
As the smoke monster did attack
Then a bomb blew the sub sky high
To Sayid, Jin and Sun we said goodbye
That made it dusty in here, that’s a fac’

Last time

Friday, April 23, 2010

Limerick Friday LXXXXXXXXXXXXV: Good Riddance To The Bitch In Cleats, Plus Be Wary Of The MIB, Jack


Ned Ginn, you were the jokes’ butts
‘Cuz your drops drove us all nuts
No more sideline dashes
Or assuming the fetal position on the hashes
Hope you someday find some guts

A flaming oil rig is a fearful sight
It burned and sank into the night
11 workers are missing as of this post
As crude oil pollutes the Louisiana coast
Happy goddam Earth Day, right?

It was around the time of Lent
When the Pope urged all to repent
For the scandal that rocked the church
Sitting on a hypocritical perch
Can faith be restored on prayers heaven-sent?

A trade-down came eventually
So obvious even Stevie Wonder could see
They say this Odrick can play
Better than the Jared from Subway
But we need a lot more on Days 2 and 3

Sun and Jin reunited with a wow
Sawyer’s double-cross backfired with a pow
Jack was in a daze
So MIB said with intense gaze,
You’re with me now

Last time