If you haven't seen the episode and are intending to watch it, I urge you to not read any further because I am going to be discussing what happened and I don't want to spoil it for you.
Now on to my take on what happened...I am going to go ahead and join the throng of viewers to post about it, if for no other reason than posterity.
At the beginning of this season we see Jack on the plane experiencing turbulence. It's my opinion that's when he died. Rose looked over at him and said "You can let go now." Jack is confused by what she said at first so she repeats herself. I think her comment was meant to be more profound than literal. Jack lets go of the arm of the seat but not of the life he wished had turned out differently.
At the end last night his Father tells him that some of the people died before him, which we saw throughout the show, and others long after. I am assuming the latter is a reference to the people who did get off of the island or stayed behind and went on to live the rest of their lives more or less normally. So like his Father tells him, everything they experienced on the island was real. They were not dead at the time of the crash, and they all lived through what we saw on the island.
So technically I think the flash sideways was also a little bit of a flash forward to a limbo they were in until they had all died. I am also guessing that it could happen simultaneously because time in the afterlife is no longer relative.
The part that bothered me was when Christian said that these people meant the most to you in your lives. Well what about their friends and family before they got on the plane? Sure some of these people didn't have good families and friends but many did and I felt that sent the wrong message.
What I don't understand is if you were going to create your own little niche in your limbo world while you're waiting for everyone else to show up, why would you subject yourselves to such traumas like getting shot in the case of Sun, being in jail like Sayid and Kate, or still having a drug addiction like Charlie. And why would Claire still be pregnant?
A large part of the show was watching most of these characters work through their life issues they had before getting on the plane while they were on the island. So in my opinion there was no penance required in limbo.
I did think it was very appropriate that Ben did not go into the church because he still had things to work through. It didn't bother me that Walt wasn't among the group, because he was a child when the plane crashed and I can assume he went on to lead a normal life and only gained his baggage after he grew up. I felt that Michael, Mr. Eko and a few other characters should have been in the church though. Perhaps Mr. Eko building the church on the island was symbolic of what was to come, although I am not sure that the writers had thought it all out that far yet.
Overall however I found the ending disappointing. The series was a convoluted mess with too much moving forward and backwards through time. Too many questions left unanswered about the island itself and why certain things happened. I felt too many plot lines were abandoned from one season to the next and that much of it was just for ratings and to keep us watching, despite being meaningless in the end.
Maybe the great point of the show really was that lots of things in life seem meaningless but have a hidden meaning? I have no idea. I do know that the last three seasons were tedious for me, but I kept watching for the simple fact of waiting for the finale where we get our answers...which we really didn't...and I was fairly certain we wouldn't. But I had hope I would be wrong. I was left last night feeling bereft and as if I had wasted wayyyy too much of my own life watching water spill through a sieve just to go down the drain. If these two writers come up with another show, you can count me out of the viewing audience.
Sure a lot of viewers would have been unhappy with a happy ending because it would have seemed trite, but I wouldn't have been one of them. I like happy endings. Life has enough confusing issues with it's myriad of trials and tribulations and I don't think TV viewing should be one of them.
Just my take on it!
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Monday, May 24, 2010
More Mouth Troubles
Books like "The Secret" would have you believe that you make your own luck by being positive. They suggest that if you have positive thoughts, positive things will happen to you. They also suggest that if you have negative thoughts you attract negative energy to you and bad things happen. Well that might be true to a certain extent, but I think sometimes things just happen regardless what your state of mind might be.
Saturday I woke up in a very positive mood. I hadn't gone 12 feet across my floor before I stepped down wrong and popped my knee out joint. I have never had that happen before, and I can tell you it hurts a great deal. I popped it back into place (which didn't really feel any better) and I was left with a pulled muscle that has had me hobbling around all weekend.
Sunday morning I woke up, and despite having a painful knee I was still in a fairly positive frame of mind. R had been called into work for an emergency, so I was on my own for lunch. I had just settled down to a lovely chicken, fruit and spinach salad. I ate one strawberry, and took a bite of chicken when I bit down on something very hard. At first I thought it was a bone, but I realized quickly that a bone wouldn't be rattling around like a chicklet. My next thought was that the filling they had put into my broken tooth from earlier in the month had come out. But instead what landed in my hand was my crown. It had just fallen off.
I do not know what is going on with my mouth this month. At any rate that left me with the gum graft on one side and the exposed tooth...or what's left of it after they carve it down for the crown on the other. That meant no solid food today.
I don't know why these things always happen on the weekends when you can't get to the doctor or dentist.
R didn't make in home in time for dinner so I had to limp into the kitchen to make tomato soup which I sucked through a straw. He kindly brought me a shake for later when he did get home. There really are very few foods that require no chewing. Hopefully I can get into the dentist tomorrow so they can cement it back on. The good news is that the tooth didn't break, it just looks like the glue gave way.
I am pretty sure I didn't bring this on myself. I think sometimes the universe just throws things at you willy nilly.
I spent my evening watching the Lost finale. Honestly I found it very unsatisfactory, but I was pretty sure it would be. I guess it was supposed to make us think and all that, but I think enough. I like TV to be a lovely, well spelled out escape from all my thinking.
To leave this on a positive note though...Agadeze was adopted today and will be winging his way to France as soon as I can stand up long enough to go to the post office.
Usually people hate Mondays, but I am happy it's here! I hope your weekend was better than mine! Hugs, K. <3
Saturday I woke up in a very positive mood. I hadn't gone 12 feet across my floor before I stepped down wrong and popped my knee out joint. I have never had that happen before, and I can tell you it hurts a great deal. I popped it back into place (which didn't really feel any better) and I was left with a pulled muscle that has had me hobbling around all weekend.
Sunday morning I woke up, and despite having a painful knee I was still in a fairly positive frame of mind. R had been called into work for an emergency, so I was on my own for lunch. I had just settled down to a lovely chicken, fruit and spinach salad. I ate one strawberry, and took a bite of chicken when I bit down on something very hard. At first I thought it was a bone, but I realized quickly that a bone wouldn't be rattling around like a chicklet. My next thought was that the filling they had put into my broken tooth from earlier in the month had come out. But instead what landed in my hand was my crown. It had just fallen off.
I do not know what is going on with my mouth this month. At any rate that left me with the gum graft on one side and the exposed tooth...or what's left of it after they carve it down for the crown on the other. That meant no solid food today.
I don't know why these things always happen on the weekends when you can't get to the doctor or dentist.
R didn't make in home in time for dinner so I had to limp into the kitchen to make tomato soup which I sucked through a straw. He kindly brought me a shake for later when he did get home. There really are very few foods that require no chewing. Hopefully I can get into the dentist tomorrow so they can cement it back on. The good news is that the tooth didn't break, it just looks like the glue gave way.
I am pretty sure I didn't bring this on myself. I think sometimes the universe just throws things at you willy nilly.
I spent my evening watching the Lost finale. Honestly I found it very unsatisfactory, but I was pretty sure it would be. I guess it was supposed to make us think and all that, but I think enough. I like TV to be a lovely, well spelled out escape from all my thinking.
To leave this on a positive note though...Agadeze was adopted today and will be winging his way to France as soon as I can stand up long enough to go to the post office.
Usually people hate Mondays, but I am happy it's here! I hope your weekend was better than mine! Hugs, K. <3
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