It’s About Bunnies!

I know…I know. I’m behind in writing about the final two episodes (What They Died For and The End) I apologize. It has been a little more difficult to write about my thoughts and feelings about what transpired then what I expected. But I will be, nonetheless. In the meantime, if you would like to listen some of the thoughts I and some fellow podcasters had about the episodes, you can check out The Lost Revisited Now podcast’s Episodes #108, #112, #113 and #114 and an initial reaction The End podcast with Anna in Indiana on the Jacob’s Cabin podcast ( 5/24/10 The End…but on the beginning of our ramblings)

Looking and listening to some of the discussion, analysis and arguments about the last moments of LOST remind me of the Season 3 opener ” A Tale of Two Cities“. In it, we were introduced to a then unknown Juliet. She put on a CD and listened to the song ” Downtown“. She cried. She baked muffins. She burned muffins…and herself. And this was all in the midst of getting ready for her turn as the host of a Book Club in an undisclosed location.

We were then placed in the middle of a heated discussion, post charred baked goods and pleasantries, about what is and isn’t “literature”. The book, we found out later that the Book Club was reading was Stephen King’s ” Carrie “

Adam: “It’s not even literature. It’s popcorn”

Juliet: “Well, Adam, I am the host and I do pick the book and this is my favorite book. So I am absolutely thrilled that you can’t stand it. Silly of me for sinking so low as to pick a book that Ben wouldn’t like. Here I am thinking that free will still actually exists on th–”

And then this is where we see “Henry Gale/Ben” , Oceanic 815 rip apart, orders to Goodwin and Ethan being given…and the slighted fearless leader of the Others, glancing at the choice of novel and in a deflated tone say ” So I guess this means I’m out of the Book Club”.

Later on, we find out that Ben ends up reading “Carrie” anyway, thought it quite depressing, but didn’t seem to lament the time he spent perusing its pages.

And so it seems that art, and LOST, is imitating life yet again. Best Thing Ever? Victim of a Long Con? Had it faults but still glad to have “made the trip”? Depends on what day you’re asking? Yeah, me too.