So I just spent the last day and a half watching the 1st 14 episodes of THE FINAL SQEASON of Lost. Why am I calling it Sqeason?
Well, there is clearly going to be so much nonsense to "squeeze" into it so henceforth it shall be known as the final Sqeason.
Now I have been a steadfast fan of the show since series 1. Everyone knows that was the best one. Everyone knows that they had to string it out, it was such a huge success, so some of the seasons Lost their way.
Many of the fans dropped off too, season 2, season 3, numbers went down every season.
But I still kept watching. I HAD TO KNOW what the hell this show was all about. I will be damned if I will give up on this now, in the last leg of this thing. I was convinced the writers had a plan for this show, and I wanted to know what was inside their brains.
So I waited till I had a good amount of episodes of the final season to watch, and the combination of being ill, GF being away, and having 14 eps to watch... well, it just seemed like it was the right time to dig in.
But now, after consuming them, and some pizza and ice-cream (I was ill after all), I am mostly annoyed, and here is why:
