1. Lost
Oh, were you using the laws of physics and that space-time continuum thingie? ‘Cause they’re moot, what with this season’s metaphysical mysteries and time-traveling island. Hang on.
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1. LostOh, were you using the laws of physics and that space-time continuum thingie? ‘Cause they’re moot, what with this season’s metaphysical mysteries and time-traveling island. Hang on.
source : http://www.ew.com
Lost is back in less than a week!
And to promote the best little island show since, well, ever (sorry, Gilligan and Ricardo Montalban) the show’s big bosses Damon Lindelof and Carlton Cuse just showed critics episode three of the new fifth season, and ponied up scoop!
So what do you need to know? Well, for starters, the time travel-kookiness is off the charts in season five.
But that’s OK. They’re making it up to us.
It’s been eight months since the island moved us. Yes, we know that’s not island time — because we also know that we have no idea what island time is.
What we do know is that we, the “ Lost” couch potato castaways, saw Ben turn the wheel hidden in a room below the unfamiliar Dharma Orchid Station, the sky white out, and the island vanish. All of this culminated a time-traveling, Emmy-nominated season of past and future stories that split up the “Lost” tribe — rescuing some people after 108 days, leaving some to linger on the island, and killing others.
If none of the above makes sense to you, yes, it’s too late to pick “Lost” up now. That’s what DVDs are for.
Yesterday. 9:30 a.m. I was moments away from spending the day at Disneyland, the happiest place on Earth, when a certain EW colleague, whose name rhymes with Shmichael Slausiello, tipped me off that the first two episodes of Lost’s fifth season were now available to lucky media dorks like me for reviewing. Suddenly, the House of Mouse (and really, any other locale that wasn’t my laptop DVD player) was not the happiest place on Earth, but the most hellishly inconvenient. ARRRRGHHH! A long day of standing in life-stealing, long-ass lines became even more criminal and assish as I counted the minutes before I could rip into the most awesome of delayed Christmas presents. (Although I must say, The Pirates of the Carrbbean — a masterpiece of experiential narrative on any other day — was almost compelling enough to distract me from my furious angst. ALMOST.)
Finally, at 10 p.m. last night, with exhausted family passed out, I sat down and broke the seven-month Lost fast with the first two helpings of season 5. Both went down well, one more so than the other. A few thoughts in advance of a more thorough discussion to come, once the episodes air and we’re all on the same page.
Some Spoilers to follow
To Lost, the most fascinating show on TV, we give all the Emmys, Golden Globes and miscellaneous guild trophies that you so rightfully deserve. These award-giving academies seem to have gotten distracted by new toys like In Treatment, and that’s their loss, but you deserve all the gilded glories they have to offer. (We do have an ulterior motive for this gift: We haven’t seen your pretty castmembers in formal wear for a while, and given the way they look in tuxes and gowns, that’s just a travesty!)